Patsy Fagan Lyrics – Dessie O'halloran / Sharon Shannon

Patsy Fagan Text

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I'm workin' here in Glasgow, I've got a decent job
Carryin' bricks and mortar, and me wage is fifteen bob
I get up in the mornin', I rise up with the lark
And as I'm walking down the street, I can hear the girls remark

Hello Patsy f*gan, I can hear the girls all cry
Hello Patsy f*gan, you're the apple of me eye
You're a decent boy from Ireland, that no one can deny
You're a rarem, scarem, divil may carem, decent Irish boy

The day that I left Ireland, t'was many years ago
I left me home in Antrim, where the pigs and praties grow
But since I left auld Ireland, it's always been my plan
To let the people see that I'm a decent Irish man

Hello Patsy f*gan, I can hear the girls all cry
Hello Patsy f*gan, you're the apple of me eye
You're a decent boy from Ireland, that no one can deny
You're a rarem, scarem, divil may carem, decent Irish boy

Now sure, there's one among you, would like to marry me
I'll take her to a little home, across the Irish sea
I'll dress her up in satin, and please her all I can
And let the people see that I'm a decent Irish man

Hello Patsy f*gan, I can hear the girls all cry
Hello Patsy f*gan, you're the apple of me eye
You're a decent boy from Ireland, that no one can deny
You're a rarem, scarem, divil may carem, decent Irish boy