Whiskey you’re the Devil

What’s an Irish holiday without drinking? Not an Irish Holiday, that’s for sure. Who knows this one?

Whiskey you’re the divil, you’re leading me astray
Over hills and mountains and to Amerikay
You’re sweeter, stronger, dacenter
You’re spunkier than tay
Oh whiskey you’re me darlin’ drunk or sober.

Oh, now brave boys are off for
marching off to Portugal and Spain
Drums are beating, banners flying
The divil a home we’ll come tonight
Oh, love fare thee well
With me tiddery idle loodle lum a da
Me tiddery idle loodle lum a da
Me right fol torral addee o
There’s whiskey in the jar.

Said the mother do not wrong me
Don’t take me daughter from me
For if you do I will torment you
And after death me ghost will haunt you
Love fare thee well
With me tiddery idle loodle lum a da
Me tiddery idle loodle lum a da
Me right fol torral addee o
There’s whiskey in the jar.

Now the French are fightin’ bouldly
Men are dying hot and couldly
Give every man his flask of powder
His firelock on his shoulder,
Love fare thee well
With me tiddelly idle loodle lum a da
Me tiddery idle loodle lum a da
Me right fol torral addee o
There’s whiskey in the jar.

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4 Responses to “Whiskey you’re the Devil”

  1. A couple of fine choices this morning. Come on over to my place for more. I will be putting up songs all day, along with some other great things for the High Holy Day.

  2. Neat — I will be sure and stop by!

  3. To all who post here on St. Patricks Day 08

    Bless This House

    Bless this house, o Lord, we pray.
    Make it safe by night and day.
    Bless these walls so firm and stout,
    Keeping want and trouble out.
    Bless the roof and chimney tall,
    Let thy peace lie over all.
    Bless the doors that they may prove
    Ever open to joy and love.
    Bless the windows shining bright,
    Letting in God’s heavenly light.
    Bless the hearth a-blazing there,
    With smoke ascending like a prayer.
    Bless the people here within…
    Keep them pure and free from sin.
    Bless us all, that one day, we
    May be fit, O lord, to dwell with Thee.

  4. That doesn’t sound like an Irish blessing — there’s no fighting or drinking in it! :)

    But it is nice…

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