Ol_Paddy

Ol' Paddy

Ol' Paddy loves his frosty mugs-o-beer
And nothin' better with it than a shot
Of ginger flavored brandy like cashmere
It warms him up a bit inside somewhat.

Ol' Paddy is a pal to everyone
With cheers to all he slaps his money down
"Another round, I say, join in the fun
Come on, me lads, there is no cause to frown."

Ol' Paddy's wife at home sits by the phone
His supper on the table now's grown cold
Long countless nights like this she's spent alone
Just wishin' that her man were there to hold.

Ol' Paddy stumbles home, 'tis gettin' late
Her tear stained note said, "I no more could wait."

Copyright 12/99, Denise Corbley Snyder