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Some say the devil is dead

Some say the devil is dead, the devil is dead, the devil is dead
Some say the devil is dead and buried in Killarney
More say he rose again, more say he rose again, more say he rose again
And joined the British army

Feed the pigs and milk the cow, milk the cow, milk the cow
Feed the pigs and milk the cow, so early in the morning
Tuck your leg up, Paddy, dear. Paddy, dear, I'm over here!
Tuck your leg up, Paddy dear
It's time to stop your yawning

Some say the devil is dead, the devil is dead, the devil is dead
Some say the devil is dead and buried in Killarney
More say he rose again, more say he rose again, more say he rose again
And joined the British army

Katie, she is tall and thin, tall and thin, tall and thin
Katie, she is tall and thin. She likes a drop of brandy
Drinks it in the bed at night, drinks it in the bed at night, drinks it in the bed at night
It makes her nice and randy

Some say the devil is dead, the devil is dead, the devil is dead
Some say the devil is dead and buried in Killarney
More say he rose again, more say he rose again, more say he rose again
And joined the British army
My man is six foot tall, six foot tall, six foot tall
My man is six foot tall, he likes his sugar candy
Goes to bed at six o'clock, goes to bed at six o'clock, goes to bed at six o'clock
He's lazy, fat and dandy

Some say the devil is dead, the devil is dead, the devil is dead
Some say the devil is dead and buried in Killarney
More say he rose again, more say he rose again, more say he rose again
And joined the British army

My wife, she has a hairy thing, a hairy thing, a hairy thing
My wife, she has a hairy thing, she showed it to me Sunday
She bought it in the furrier shop, bought it in the furrier shop, bought it in the furrier shop
It's going back on Monday

Some say the devil is dead, the devil is dead, the devil is dead
Some say the devil is dead and buried in Killarney
More say he rose again, more say he rose again, more say he rose again
And joined the British army

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Well, I took a stroll on the old long walk Of a day-i-ay-i-ay I met a little girl and we stopped to talk Of a fine soft day-i-ay   And I ask you, friend, what's a fella to do? Because her hair was black and her eyes were blue And I knew right then, I'd be taking a whirl Around the Salthill prom with a Galway girl   We were halfway there when the rain came down Of a day-i-ay-i-ay She asked me up to her flat downtown Of a fine soft day-i-ay   And I ask you, friend, what's a fella to do? Because her hair was black and her eyes were blue I took her hand and I give her a twirl And I lost my heart to a Galway girl   When I woke up, I was all alone With a broken heart and a ticket home And I ask you now, tell me what would you do? If her hair was black and her eyes were blue 'Cause I've traveled around, I've been all over this world Boys, I ain't never seen nothing like a Galway girl

Fairytale of New York

It was Christmas Eve, babe, in the drunk tank An old man said to me, "Won't see another one" And then he sang a song, 'The Rare Old Mountain Dew' I turned my face away and dreamed about you Got on a lucky one, came in eighteen-to-one I've got a feeling this year's for me and you So, Happy Christmas, I love you, baby I can see a better time when all our dreams come true They've got cars big as bars, they've got rivers of gold But the wind goes right through you, it's no place for the old When you first took my hand on a cold Christmas Eve You promised me Broadway was waiting for me You were handsome , you were pretty, queen of New York City When the band finished playing, they howled out for more Sinatra was swinging , all the drunks, they were singing We kissed on a corner, then danced through the night The boys of the NYPD choir were singing, "Galway Bay" And the bells were ringing out for Christmas Day You're a bum, you're ...