Oh the wind rolls in from the emerald shore, Where the faeries dance and the banshees roar, With a pint in hand and a heart so free, We chase the gold by the old oak tree! (Chorus) So raise your glass to the leprechaun’s cheer, To the fiddles playin’ wild and clear! With a jig and reel on Paddy’s Day, We’ll laugh and sing our cares away! There’s a rainbow archin’ across the sky, With a pot o’ dreams you can’t deny, The druids whisper in the glen, And the selkies swim beyond our ken. The hills are green, the skies are grey, But the fire’s warm where the pipers play. With a four-leaf clover in me hat, And me lucky boots—imagine that! (Chorus) So raise your glass to the leprechaun’s cheer, To the fiddles playin’ wild and clear! With a jig and reel on Paddy’s Day, We’ll laugh and sing our cares away! A toast to saints, and snakes long gone, To ancient tales and the break of dawn, With step and stomp, we greet the morn— Where Irish hearts are ever reborn!
