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πŸ€St. Patricks DayπŸ€ - by Leprechaun G

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β˜…πŸ€β˜…β”β”β” β˜…πŸ€β˜…β”β”β”β” β˜…βš‘β˜…β”β”β”β” β˜…πŸ€β˜…β”β”β” β˜…πŸ€β˜… Idea and Lyrics by πŸ§™ @LittleMerlin πŸ§™ Β© COPYRIGHT, 2026 @LittleMerlin, All rights reserved β˜…πŸ€β˜…β”β”β” β˜…πŸ€β˜…β”β”β”β” β˜…βš‘β˜…β”β”β”β” β˜…πŸ€β˜…β”β”β” β˜…πŸ€β˜… HAPPY ST. PATRICKS DAY !!! β˜…πŸ€β˜…β”β”β” β˜…πŸ€β˜…β”β”β”β” β˜…βš‘β˜…β”β”β”β” β˜…πŸ€β˜…β”β”β” β˜…πŸ€β˜… Green lights in the sky tonight Raise your glass Its St. Patricks Day From Dublin streets to the cliffs by the sea Every pub door open everybody free Green flags waving in the cold night air Old Irish songs everywhere Gold in the hills where the old tales stay Leprechaun laughs on St. Patricks Day Boots on the floor when the bodhrΓ‘n start Clan by my side and the crowd in my heart Raise your glass if your roots run deep From Belfast nights to the Galway streets From the old stone walls to the emerald bay Tonight the world will be Irish anyway Oh oh oh raise the glass tonight Dance, till the morning light Clap your hands, hear the fiddles play Hey Ho, Its St. Patricks Day Γ“rΓ³ Γ³rΓ³ sing it loud and proud Let the pipes ring out From the hills to the ocean spray Hey Ho, Its St. Patricks Day Its St. Patricks Day Shamrock chains on my chest Irish people never rest. Fiddle in the mix with the 808 Old world rhythm in a new age way Legends in the stories that the elders say Hidden pots of gold at the break of day But the real treasure in the song we sing When the whole damn pub starts stomping in Hear the wind and whistle through the stone Every Irish soul never walks alone From the village lanes to the big parade We run this night St. Patricks Day Oh oh oh raise the glass tonight Dance, till the morning light Clap your hands, hear the fiddles play Hey Ho, Its St. Patricks Day Γ“rΓ³ Γ³rΓ³ sing it loud and proud Let the pipes ring out From the hills to the ocean spray Hey Ho, Its St. Patricks Day Its St. Patricks Day Ancient fire in the emerald land Stories written in the Celtic sand From kings and saints to rebels brave Our spirit lives beyond the grave So when the pipes call through the rain Every Irish heart beats again Oh oh oh raise the glass tonight Dance till the morning light Let the bodhrΓ‘n shake the floor today Hey Ho, Its St. Patricks Day Γ“rΓ³ Γ³rΓ³ shout it loud and proud Let the whole world say From the hills to the ocean spray Hey Ho, Its St. Patricks Day Its St. Patricks Day Raise the green Raise the gold Raise the songs Never old SlΓ‘inte!