[Verse: Male Voice] Oh lass The pipes are callin’ The fiddle plays its tune Copenhagen’s streets are hummin’ Under the March moon Green beer flows like rivers The coffee’s laced with cream And the dancers’ feet are flyin’ It’s every Paddy’s dream [Verse: Female Voice] Oh lad Your dreams are grand But there’s laundry on the line The baby’s wailin’ Supper’s cold And chores ain’t lookin’ fine You want the green and gold But here’s the real parade Dirty nappies Midnight cries Your duty’s tailor-made [Chorus: Both Voices] Saint Paddy’s tug-of-war Between the reel and floor Copenhagen’s callin’ But there’s a knock at our door The dance of life’s not simple The rhythm’s wild and raw Saint Paddy’s tug-of-war Between the cheer and chore [Verse: Male Voice] The bagpipes echo boldly The whiskey warms my soul The jig’s alive in Copenhagen It’s my pot of gold But here I stand defeated My boots stuck in the mire Dreamin’ of the clover while I’m tendin’ to the fire [Verse: Female Voice] You say the bagpipes call you But the kettle’s screamin’ too There’s a wee one needs his papa What’s a mama s’posed to do? The dance you crave is lovely But our tune’s a different kind It’s a waltz of dirty dishes and a baby who won’t mind [Chorus: Both Voices] Saint Paddy’s tug-of-war Between the reel and floor Copenhagen’s callin’ But there’s a knock at our door The dance of life’s not simple The rhythm’s wild and raw Saint Paddy’s tug-of-war Between the cheer and chore
