Story Behind The Song
it was time to write something on the topic of St. Paddy's Day, which for a guy on the southside of Chicago is a major holiday
Song Description
a song in the Irish tradition with a polka feel featuring flute and pennywhistle and covering the things that happen around a large amount of green beer
| Song Length |
3:29 |
Genre |
World - Celtic |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
In High Spirits, Cheerful |
Subject |
Alchohol, Beer, Wine, Mother |
| Similar Artists |
Harry Nilsson |
Language |
English |
Lyrics
Where's my shallalie, lads, where's my shallalie, I dropped in a vat of green beer
Where's my shallalie, lads, where's my shallalie, I dropped in a vat of green beer
Where's my shallalie, lads, where's my shallalie, it fell into a vat of green beer
And if I want to find it, there's just one thing to do
A big gulp to drain it dry, then straight off to the loo
Where's my leprechaun, boys, where has he gone, he fell into a vat of green beer
Where's my leprechaun, boys, where has he gone, he fell into a vat of green beer
Where's my leprechaun, boys, where has he gone, he fell into a vat of green beer
And if I want to find him, there's just one thing to do
A big gulp to drain it dry, then straight off to the loo
Where's my dear mother, lads, where has she gone, she fell into a vat of green beer
Where's my dear mother, lads, where has she gone, she fell into a vat of green beer
Where's my dear mother, lads, where has she gone, she fell into a vat of green beer
Now she taught me all I know, and you know I love her so
Though she don't need no help, from her baby boy
But now I'm gonna cry, cause she drank my vat of beer on dry
Everybody,
Repeat 1st verse