[Verse] Oh, listen close, me darlin' friends, To a tale of serpent's pride, When Saint Patrick swept the emerald isle, With most snakes cast aside! [Chorus] But there was one sly serpent left, A cheeky devil's spawn, Who laughed at Patrick's holy staff And refused to be withdrawn! [Verse 2] He slithered 'round the rocky hills, He dodged each sacred prayer, With a wink and a twist and a cheeky grin, He gave the saint a scare! [Chorus] But there was one sly serpent left, A cheeky devil's spawn, Who laughed at Patrick's holy staff And refused to be withdrawn! [Verse 3] Saint Patrick chased him north and south, Through bogs and mountain glen, But this snake was craftier by far Than all of mortal men! [Bridge] In shadows deep where legends sail, A serpent's laugh rings bright, No holy man could catch his trail, Nor dim his wild delight! [Final Chorus] Oh, that one sly serpent left, That bold and brazen spawn, Still whispers tales of victory Where Patrick's legend dawned!
