Irish Paddy/festival Reel/roger's Reel Lyrics - Great Big Sea

(Traditional - Arr. GBS / Benoit / Guinchard) 

Its of an Irishman I'm going to tell you 

Free from Ireland sailed away 

Where he was to he was not contended 

Made up his mind for to go away 

Early next morning the ship was sailing 

Queenstown harbour, Cobh of Cork 

Eight long days he was sailing over 

Till he landed in New York 

Up the street young Paddy wandered 

Each big building caught his eye 

Looking up at a big shop window, 

A bottle of whisky he did spy 

Into the bar young Paddy entered 

Called for a drink, without delay 

Give me a drop of that Irish Whisky, 

Four big coppers I will pay 

The landlord he jumped over the counter 

"Pay me down that bill", he said 

Paddy up with a big shillelagh 

Laid him on the floor right dead 

So the Yankees they came running 

When they heard about the row 

Trying to kill poor Irish Paddy, 

Shouting out, "Where is he now?!" 

Irishmen they followed after 

Following without delay 

Each of them with a big shillelagh, 

Made the Yankees run away 

May God's success to his Irish people 

Many's the country they have roamed 

But their courage is far bolder 

When they're far away from home