St. Paddy's Day Morning

St. Paddy's Day Morning and we're feeling fine

We ain't cooking chicken; we ain't drinking wine

Corned beef and potatoes and beer colored green

And Tullamore Dew; you know what I mean

Whether the weather is dreary or bright

We'll be celebrating deep into the night

Still drunk the next morning; wake up on the floor

We don't need no aspirin; we'll just drink some more

St. Paddy's Day Morning and we're feeling fine

We ain't cooking chicken; we ain't drinking wine

Corned beef and potatoes and beer colored green

And Tullamore Dew; you know what I mean

Everyone's Irish come St. Paddy's Day

Drinking and fighting the old Irish way

May the Luck of the Irish always be near

And St. Paddy's Day be each day of the year

Easter is fine and Christmas is ok

But St. Paddy's is the best Alcoholiday

St. Paddy's Day Morning and we're feeling fine

We ain't cooking chicken; we ain't drinking wine

Corned beef and potatoes and beer colored green

And Tullamore Dew; you know what I mean

Donaghy's been drinking since 7am

Murphy'll be drunk till he's drinking again

Burke's at the bar with Clancy and Finn

But Gaffney's still drunk, they won't let him in

St. Paddy's Day Morning and we're feeling fine

We ain't cooking chicken; we ain't drinking wine

Corned beef and potatoes and beer colored green

And Tullamore Dew; you know what I mean