Текст песни Patsy Fagan - Derek Ryan
I'm
workin'
here
in
Glasgow,
I've
got
a
dacent
job
Carrying
bricks
and
mortar
and
me
pay
is
fifteen
bob
I
rise
up
in
the
mornin',
I
get
up
with
the
lark
And
as
I'm
walkin'
down
the
street,
you
can
hear
the
girls
remark
"Hello
Patsy
Fagan",
you
can
hear
the
girls
all
cry
Hello
Patsy
Fagan,
you're
the
apple
of
my
eye
You're
a
dacent
boy
from
Ireland,
there's
no
one
can
deny
You're
a
rarem
tarem
divil
may
carem,
dacent
Irish
boy
Now
if
there's
one
among
you
who
would
like
to
marry
me
I'll
take
her
to
a
little
home
across
the
Irish
Sea
I'll
dress
her
up
in
satin
and
I'll
please
her
all
I
can
And
let
her
people
see
that
I'm
a
dacent
Irishman
"Hello
Patsy
Fagan",
you
can
hear
the
girls
all
cry
Hello
Patsy
Fagan,
you're
the
apple
of
my
eye
You're
a
dacent
boy
from
Ireland,
there's
no
one
can
deny
You're
a
rarem
tarem
divil
may
carem,
dacent
Irish
boy
The
day
that
I
left
Ireland,
'twas
many
years
ago
I
left
me
home
in
Antrim
where
the
pigs
and
praties
grow
But
since
I
left
auld
Ireland,
it's
always
been
my
plan
To
let
you
people
see
that
I'm
a
dacent
Irishman
"Hello
Patsy
Fagan",
you
can
hear
the
girls
all
cry
Hello
Patsy
Fagan,
you're
the
apple
of
my
eye
You're
a
dacent
boy
from
Ireland,
there's
no
one
can
deny
You're
a
rarem
tarem
divil
may
carem,
dacent
Irish
boy
You're
a
rarem
tarem
divil
may
carem,
dacent
Irish
boy
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