Lyrics Paddy Rolling Stone - Shane MacGowan & The Popes
It
was
on
the
23rd
of
June
As
I
lay
blasted
in
my
room
A
small
bird
sang
on
an
ivy
branch
And
the
song
it
sang
was
the
jug
of
punch
Tu-ra-lu-ra-lie,
tu-ra-lu-ra-lay
Tu-ra-lu-ra-lie,
tu-ra-lu-ra-lay
A
small
bird
sang
on
an
ivy
branch
And
the
song
it
sang
was
the
jug
of
punch
I
don't
need
my
junkie
friends
All
knockin'
on
my
door
I
just
wanna
do
an
old
time
walts
With
a
buxom
Irish
whore
So
call
me
Paddy
Rolling
Stone
I've
a
jug
full
of
Mountain
Dew
Just
call
me
Paddy
Rolling
Stone
When
I'm
howling
at
the
ceilidh
moon
Call
me
Paddy
Rolling
Stone
I've
a
jug
full
of
Mountain
Dew
Just
call
me
Paddy
Rolling
Stone
When
I'm
howling
at
the
ceilidh
moon
(woo)
I'll
be
drinking
whiskey
in
a
ditch
With
Scruffy,
and
Brick
and
Noel
Now
I've
gone
and
lost
my
gear
And
I'm
looking
for
my
hole
We
are
Tex's
riders
And
we
come
from
Nenagh
town
One
of
these
nights,
durin'
one
of
those
fights
Gonna
burn
the
whole
place
down
Call
me
Paddy
Rolling
Stone
I've
a
jug
full
of
Mountain
Dew
Just
call
me
Paddy
Rolling
Stone
When
I'm
howling
at
the
ceilidh
moon
Just
all
me
Paddy
Rolling
Stone
I've
a
jug
full
of
Mountain
Dew
Just
call
me
Paddy
Rolling
Stone
When
I'm
howling
at
the
ceilidh
moon
And
when
I
die,
don't
bother
me
Just
dig
me
a
six
foot
hole
With
a
candle
at
my
head
and
feet
And
a
jar
of
alcohol
Call
me
Paddy
Rolling
Stone
I've
a
jug
full
of
Mountain
Dew
Just
call
me
Paddy
Rolling
Stone
When
I'm
howling
at
the
ceilidh
moon
Call
me
Paddy
Rolling
Stone
I've
a
jug
full
of
Mountain
Dew
Just
call
me
Paddy
Rolling
Stone
When
I'm
howling
at
the
ceilidh
moon
(woo)
1 Paddy Rolling Stone
2 Rock 'n' Roll Paddy
3 Paddy Public Enemy No. 1
4 Back In the County Hell
5 Lonesome Highway
6 Come To The Bower
7 Céilídh Cowboy
8 More Pricks Than Kicks
9 Truck Drivin' Man
10 Joey's In America
11 B&I Ferry
12 Mother Mo Chroi
13 Spanish Lady
14 St. John Of Gods
15 Skipping Rhymes
16 Maclennan
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