Paddy O'Ryan

Paddy O'Ryan left Ireland in glee
He had a strong notion old England to see
He shipped in the Nellie, for England was bound
And the whiskey he drank made his head go around

Paddy whack fol de rol, fol de rol dol di dee.

Paddy had never been sailing before
It made his heart ache when he heard the loud roar "I'm going to be ate," says Paddy by by,

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Paddy ran forward grabbed 'hold of the mast
He wrapped his arms 'round and there he held fast
The boat gave a tip, and, losing his grip
Down in the whales' belly old Paddy did slip,
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He was down in that whale six months or more
And one fine day the whale he gave o're
The whale gave a snort, and then gave a blow
And out on the land old Paddy did go,
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Paddy he landed all safe on the shore
He swears that he'll ne're go to sea anymore
The next time he wishes old England to see
Will be when the railroads run over the sea,
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