Roots Music Report

Credits:

Lyrics

Well they were dancing in the streets
While the band played the drums
Even the President waved a shamrock flag
While the pipers played Gaelic songs
It was all on TV
On Saint Patrick’s Day

A plate of corned beef and hash
A side of green eggs
I wore an old rugby t-shirt
From my brother’s old rugby days
I was dreamin’ bout the west coast of Ireland
On Saint Patrick’s Day

“That’ll be six and a quarter
Would you like some more coffee?”
“Yes, please, but no cream”
She laid a green mint beside it
Everybody claims a little Irish
On Saint Patrick’s Day

So I turned the corner on 3rd
The bar was already open
A fiddler played “A Pair of Brown Eyes”
By the Pogues
I was walkin’ long the Liffey with you
On Saint Patrick’s Day

But it’s a hard thing to know
When it’s already over
And all you wanna do
Is lean over and hold her
I had a pain in my heart, from rememberin’
On Saint Patrick’s Day

So I dropped my quarters in the can
And took the bus down to Shilshole
A cold salty breeze
Made me weak in the knees
I hurled a rock
Into the pit
Of the sun
On Saint Patrick’s Day

She said “I don’t know what to do
If I can’t forget it”
I said “it wasn’t what we thought”
We musta just been pretending”
I didn’t mean to cut you through your heart
On Saint Patrick’s Day

The sky finally dropped the curtain
And the evening came on
I paid five bucks to hear some more
Songs by the Pogues
They were shovelin’ pints of Guinness
With no discretion
On Saint Patrick’s Day

All the lights were turnin’ blurry
But I was feelin all right
When a red headed girl in a green dress
Laid some beads ‘round my neck
And my heart skipped
Though she looked nothing
Like you did
On Saint Patrick’s Day

She laughed, “why don’t you dance?”
As I awkwardly stumbled
I fished for somethin’ witty
It was all seaweed, all jumbled
Her fingers were soft powder white
On Saint Patrick’s Day

As the disco ball gleamed
It was a sight to behold
Green top hats and grown men
Dressed up as Leprechauns
I was laughin’ just to keep myself from cryin’
On Saint Patrick’s Day

When the song finally ended
We landed on the couch
“Why do you look so sad”
She said, “come on, lighten your heart”
Two shots of Paddy’s
For last call
On Saint Patrick’s Day

So I said “pucker up darlin’
Come on, kiss me, I’m Irish”
She laid her hand on my cheek
And said, “you’re drunk but you’re sweet
I hope that she’ll
Give you
Another chance
One Saint Patrick’s Day”

Cause I was wishin’ I could win back your heart
On St. Patricks Day

Cause I was wishin’ I could win back your heart
On St. Patricks Day

Cause I was wishin’ I could win just a piece of your heart on St. Patricks Day

Well they were dancing in the streets
While the band played the drums
Even the President waved a shamrock flag
While the pipers played Gaelic songs
It was all on TV
On Saint Patrick’s Day