Sure won't you hear What roaring cheer Was spread at Paddy's wedding, O! And how so gay They spent the day, From the churching to the bedding, O! First, book in hand, came Father Quipes, With the bride's dadda, the bailey, O! While all the way to church the pipes Struck up a lilt so gaily, O!
Then there was Mat, And sturdy Pat, And merry Morgan Murphy, O! And Murdock Mags, And Tirlogh Skaggs, Maclochan, and Dick Durfey, O! And then the girls, dress'd out in wipes, Led on by Tad O Rielly, O! All jigging, as the merry pipes Struck up a lilt so gaily, O!
When Pat was ask'd Would his love last? The chancel echoed wid laughter, O! 'Orrah, fait!' cried Pat, 'You may say dat, To the end of the world and after, O! Then tenderly her hand he gripes, And kisses her genteelly, O! While all in tune the merry pipes Struck up a lilt so gaily, O!
Now a roaring set At dinner are met, So frolicksome and so frisky, O! Poratoes galore, A skirraig or more, And aflowing madder of whisky, O! To the bride's dear health round went the swipes, That her joys might be nightly and daily, O! And still as they guttled, the merry pipes Struck up a lilt so gaily, O!
And then, at night, O what delight, To see them all footing and prancing, O An opera or ball Were nothing at all Compar'd to the style of their dancing, O! And then see old Father Quipes, Beat time with his shelaly, O! While the chanter wid his merry pipes Struck up a lilt so gaily, O!
And now the knot So tipsy are got They'll all go to sleep without rocking, O So the bridemaids fair Now gravely prepare For throwing off the stocking, O, And round to be sure, did'nt go the swipes At the bride's expense so freely, O, While to wish them good night the merry pipes Struck up a lilt so gaily, O.