Croi
follain agus gob fliuch.
(A
healthy heart and a wet mouth!)
Fad
saol agat, gob fliuch, agus bas in Eirinn.
(Long
life to you, a wet mouth, and death in Ireland.)
Slainte
chuig na fir, agus go mairfidh na mna go deo.
(Health
to the men and may the women live forever.)
Here's
to you and yours
And to mine and ours.
And if mine and ours
Ever come across to you and yours,
I hope you and yours will do
As much for mine and ours
As mine and ours have done
For you and yours!
Who
is a friend but someone to toast,
Someone to gibe, someone to roast.
My friends are the best friends
Loyal, willing and able.
St.
Patrick was a gentleman
Who through strategy and stealth
Drove all the snakes from Ireland.
Here’s toasting to his health.
But not too many toastings
Lest you lose yourself and then
Forget the good St. Patrick
When we
drink, we get drunk.
When we get drunk, we fall asleep.
When we fall asleep, we commit no sin.
When we commit no sin, we go to heaven.
Here's
to cheating,stealing, fighting,and drinking.
If you cheat, cheat death.
If you steal, steal a womans heart.
If you fight,fight for a brother.
If you drink, drink with me!!
Here’s
to a long life and a merry one.
A quick death and an easy one.
A pretty girl and an honest one.
A cold beer—and another one!

Grant
me a sense of humor, Lord,
The saving grace to see a joke,
To win some happiness from life,
And pass it on to other folk.
For each petal
on the shamrock
This brings a wish your way—
Good health, good luck, and happiness
For today and every day.
Wine comes in
at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That’s all that we will know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you and I sigh.
May
you have warm words on a cold evening,
A full moon on a dark night,
And the road downhill all the way to your door.
May
you have the hindsight to know where you've been
Now
sweetly lies old Ireland
the foresight to know where you're going
and the insight to know when you're going too far.
Emerald green beyond the foam,
Awakening sweet memories,
Calling the heart back home.