So last year TheMomCat and my doggie friend and I went to an Irish Festival and I insisted on picking up this cheap tacky shamrock pin.
This is why.
The Wearing Of The Green |
O Paddy dear, and did ye hear the news that’s goin’ round? The shamrock is by law forbid to grow on Irish ground! No more Saint Patrick’s Day we’ll keep, his color can’t be seen For there’s a cruel law ag’in the Wearin’ o’ the Green. I met with Napper Tandy, and he took me by the hand |
So if the color we must wear be England’s cruel red Let it remind us of the blood that Irishmen have shed And pull the shamrock from your hat, and throw it on the sod But never fear, ’twill take root there, though underfoot ’tis trod. |
When laws can stop the blades of grass from growin’ as they grow And when the leaves in summer-time their color dare not show Then I will change the color too I wear in my caubeen But till that day, please God, I’ll stick to the Wearin’ o’ the Green. |
You can listen to it here.
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They bring you a tray of beers in these teeny tiny glasses and when you stop drinking they boot you.