{"id":1398,"date":"2008-03-17T12:00:00","date_gmt":"2008-03-17T11:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/beerbellyband.com\/come-back-paddy-reilly"},"modified":"2008-03-17T12:00:00","modified_gmt":"2008-03-17T11:00:00","slug":"come-back-paddy-reilly","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/beerbellyband.com\/en\/come-back-paddy-reilly\/","title":{"rendered":"COME BACK PADDY REILLY"},"content":{"rendered":"

Irish traditional song lyrics \u2014 collected by Beer Belly Band.<\/em><\/p>\n

The Garden of Eden has vanished, they say
\nBut I know the lie of it still;
\nJust turn to the left at the bridge of Finea
\nAnd stop when halfway to Cootehill.
\n‘Tis there I will find it,
\nI know sure enough
\nWhen fortune has come to me call,
\nOh the grass it is green around Ballyjamesduff
\nAnd the blue sky is over it all.
\nAnd tones that are tender and tones that are gruff
\nAre whispering over the sea,
\n“Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff
\nCome home, Paddy Reilly, to me”.<\/p>\n

My mother once told me that when I was born
\nThe day that I first saw the light,
\nI looked down the street on that very first morn
\nAnd gave a great crow of delight.
\nNow most newborn babies appear in a huff,
\nAnd start with a sorrowful squall,
\nBut I knew I was born in Ballyjamesduff
\nAnd that’s why I smiled on them all.
\nThe baby’s a man, now he’s toil-worn and tough
\nStill, whispers come over the sea,
\n“Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff
\nCome home, Paddy Reilly, to me”.<\/p>\n

The night that we danced by the light of the moon,
\nWid Phil to the fore wid his flute,
\nWhen Phil threw his lip over “Come Again Soon”,
\nHe’s dance the foot out o’ yer boot!
\nThe day that I took long Magee by the scruff
\nFor slanderin’ Rosie Kilrain,
\nThen, marchin’ him straight out of Ballyjamesduff,
\nAssisted him into a drain.
\nOh, sweet are the dreams, as the dudeen I puff,
\nOf whisperings over the sea,
\n“Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff
\nCome home, Paddy Reilly, to me”.<\/p>\n

I’ve loved the young women of every land,
\nThat always came easy to me;
\nJust barrin’ the belles of the Black-a-moor brand
\nAnd the chocolate shapes of Feegee.
\nBut that sort of love is a moonshiny stuff,
\nAnd never will addle me brain,
\nFor the bells will be ringin’ in Ballyjamesduff
\nFor me and me Rosie Kilrain!
\nAnd through all their glamour, their gas and their guff
\nA whisper comes over the sea,
\n“Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff
\nCome home, Paddy Reilly, to me”.<\/p>\n

Encore verse<\/p>\n

I’ve struck oil at last!
\nI’ve struck work, and I vow
\nI’ve struck some remarkable clothes,
\nI’ve struck a policeman for sayin’ that now,
\nI’d go back to my beautiful Rose.
\nThe belles they may blarney,
\nthe boys they may bluff
\nBut this I will always maintain,
\nNo place in the world like Ballyjamesduff
\nNo guril (sic) like Rosie Kilrain.
\nI’ve paid for my passage, the sea may be rough
\nBut borne on each breeze there will be,
\n“Come back, Paddy Reilly to Ballyjamesduff
\nCome home, Paddy Reilly, to me”.<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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