Lyrics The night pat murphy died Fiddler's Green

The night pat murphy died

The night that Paddy Murphy died is a night I'll never forget
Some of the boys got loaded drunk and they ain't been sober yet
As long as a battle was passed around every man was feelin' gayO'Leary came with the bagpipes, some music for to play That's how they show the respect for Paddy MurphyThat's how they show their honour and their pride
They said it was a sin and shame and they winked at one another
Every drink in the place was full the night Pat Murphy died As Mrs. Murphy sat in the corncer pouring out her grief
Kelly and his gang came tearing down the street
They went into an empty room and a bottle of whiskey stole
Kept the bottle with the corpse to keep that whsikey cold About two o'clock in the morning after empyting the jug
Doyle rolls up the ice box lid to see poor Paddy's mug
We fixed the clock so Mrs. Murphy couldn't tell the time
And at a quarter after two we argued it was nine They stopped the hearse on George Street outside sundance saloon
They all went in at half past eight and straggered out at noon
They went up to the graveyard so holy and sublime
Found out when they got there they'd left the corpse behind