St Patrick Was A Gentleman Lyrics

St Patrick Was A Gentleman lyrics

Saint Patrick was a gentleman, he came from decent people,

In Dublin town
he built a church and on it put a steeple

His father was a Callahan, his
mother was a Grady,

His aunt was O'Shaughnessy and uncle he was
Brady

Chorus :

Success to bold Saint Patrick's fist,

He
was a Saint so clever,

He gave the snakes an awful twist

And
banished them forever

There's not a smile in Ireland's isle where the
dirty vermin musters

Where’er he put his dear forefoot he
murder’d them in clusters

The toads went hop, the frogs went
plop, slap dash into the water

And the beasts committed suicide to save
themselves from slaughter

Nine hundred thousand vipers blue he
charm’d with sweet discourses

And dined on them at Killaloo
an’ in the second courses

When blind worms crawling on the grass
disgusted all the nation

He gave them a rise and open’d their
eyes to a sense of their situation

The Wicklow hills are very high and
so’s the hill of Howth, sir

But there's a hill much higher still,
Ay, higher then them both, sir

And it was on the top of his hill, Saint
Patrick preach’d the "Sarmint"

That drove the frogs
into the bogs and bothered all the "varmint"