The Irish Way

[Verse] Oh The English build their castles tall But we’ve got stones that never fall Their tea is fine Their manners neat But we’ve the craic And that’s hard to beat [Chorus] Whatever they do We’ll double the fun The Irish way Under moon or sun Their stiff upper lip may hold them together But we’ve got wit And we do it better [Verse 2] They march in lines All prim and straight We’ll dance a jig and seal their fate Their roast beef’s bland No flavor to boast Our stew and whiskey’ll raise a toast [Bridge] Fiddles sing The bodhrán pounds While they sip tea to softer sounds We’ve reels and jigs that light the flame And laughter echoes in our name [Chorus] Whatever they do We’ll double the fun The Irish way Under moon or sun Their stiff upper lip may hold them together But we’ve got wit And we do it better [Verse 3] They’ll queue for hours Quiet and shy We’ll storm the pub and drink it dry Their gardens bloom All prim and trimmed But our wild hills have stories brimmed