Irish traditional song lyrics — collected by Beer Belly Band.
Chorus:
We’ll drink, a drink, a drink
To Lily the Pink, the pink, the pink
The savior of the human race
She invented medicinal compound
Most affectations in every case
Here’s a story a little gory
A little bit happy a little bit sad
Of Lily the Pink and her medicinal compound
And how it drove her- to the bad
Well Ebenezer thought he was Julius Caesar
So they put him in a home
And they gave him medicinal compound
And now he’s Emperor of Rome
Chorus
Freddy Clinger the Opera singer
Would take a glass with his voice to soothe
Rubbed hi-O tonsils-, with medicinal compound
Now he breaks glasses over his head
Johnny Hammer had a terrible stammer
He could hardly say a word
So they gave him medicinal compound
And now he’s seen but never heard
Chorus
Uncle Paul he was very small
He was the shortest man in town
So they gave him medicinal compound
Now he only weighs a half of a pound
Lily died and went up to heaven
All the church bells they did ring
She took with her medicinal compound
Hark the Herald Angels sings
Chorus
Repeat Chorus