Lyrics

(Chorus) We’re on the one road Sharing the one load We’re on the road to God knows where We’re on the one road It may be the wrong road But we’re together

He’s just a plastic paddy, singing plastic paddy songs In a plastic paddy pub that’s called “The Blarney Stone” There’s plastic shamrocks on the walls, the

Well it’s by the hush me boys and sure that’s to hold your noise Listen to poor Paddy’s sad narration Well I was by hunger pressed and in poverty distresse

In Dublin Town there lived a girl Fairer than the flower I’m wearin’ Rose Donoghue–all fresh and new And I love her past all carin’ Chorus: And there she

Chorus: Rubber bullets for the ladies, catch them in a CS can Three inches wide, six inches long, take ’em home to you oul man It’s an instrument of tortur

“Oh Paddy dear, and did hear the awful things they say? Princess Margret and Lord Snowden, they have joined the IRA They are drilling in the mountains to t

When Jimmy played harmonica in the pub where I was born He played it from the night time to the peaceful early morn He soothed the souls of psychos and the

You darling girls of Bagaduce who live along the shore ‘Tis little do you think or know what sailors do endure Or if you did, you would treat them with mor

Near to Banbridge town, in the County Down one morning in July Down a boreen green came a sweet colleen and she smiled as she passed me by Oh she looked so

If you go down to the woods today You’re sure of a big surprise. If you go down to the woods today You’d better go in disguise. For ev’ry bear that ever th