Paddy Doyle

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Young Paddy Doyle lived in Killarney Courted a girl named Biddy O'Toole His tongue was tipped with the Irish blarney At making love he was no fool Whack for the looral, laurel, ladle Whack for the looral, laurel, lay Whack for the looral, laurel, ladle Whack for the looral, laurel, lay On one night in last November Paddy went out to meet his love What night it was, I don't remember But the moon shone brightly from above Whack for the looral, laurel, ladle Whack for the looral, laurel, lay Whack for the looral, laurel, ladle Whack for the looral, laurel, lay That day the boy had got some liquor That made his spirits light and gay "What's the use in walkin further When I know she'll meet me on the way?" Whack for the looral, laurel, ladle Whack for the looral, laurel, lay Whack for the looral, laurel, ladle Whack for the looral, laurel, lay Paddy laid down and went to sleep In Doran's barn with the cows and sheep And there he slept and there he lay And dreamed of Biddy till the break of day Whack for the looral, laurel, ladle Whack for the looral, laurel, lay Whack for the looral, laurel, ladle Whack for the looral, laurel, lay He dreamed he's hugging and kissing Biddy When Doran's donkey began to bray Paddy woke up with an awful fright He'd been hugging the donkey all that night Whack for the looral, laurel, ladle Whack for the looral, laurel, lay Whack for the looral, laurel, ladle Whack for the looral, laurel, lay
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