The Night Paddy Murphy Died
words
and music traditional
Oh the night that Paddy Murphy died, is a night I'll never forget Some of the
boys got loaded drunk, and they ain't got sober yet; As long as a bottle was
passed around every man was feelin' gay O'Leary came with the bagpipes, some
music for to play That's
how they showed their respect for Paddy Murphy That's how they showed their
honour and their pride; They said it was a sin and shame and they winked at
one another And every drink in the place was full the night Pat Murphy died
As
Mrs. Murphy sat in the corner pouring out her grief Kelly and his gang came
tearing down the street They went into an empty room and a bottle of whiskey
stole They put the bottle with the corpse to keep that whiskey cold About
two o'clock in the morning after empty'ing the jug Doyle rolls up the ice box
lid to see poor Paddy's mug We stopped the clock so Mrs. Murphy couldn't tell
the time And at a quarter after two we argued it was nine They
stopped the hearse on George Street outside Sundance Saloon They all went in
at half past eight and staggered out at noon They went up to the graveyard,
so holy and sublime Found out when they got there, they'd left the corpse behind! Oh
the night that Paddy Murphy died, is a night I'll never forget
Some of the
boys got loaded drunk and they ain't been sober yet; As long as a bottle was
passed around every man was feelin' gay O'Leary came with the bagpipes, some
music for to play
KEY verse/chorus:
Background: Morbid comical song done exqusitely well but Queen Anne's Lace.
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