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Saint Paddy

The Whiskey is poured and the Beer flows over.

Planted on your stool like a fresh green clover.

Raise a glass to the sky.

Slainte - cheers as time goes by.


Have no fear.

Grab your beer.

Be full of cheer.

Because Saint Paddy's here.

Dressed up in your green and brown

Ready for music - hit the town

Irish trad fills the air

Dancing without a care.


Have no fear. Grab your beer. Be full of cheer. Because Saint Paddy's here.

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