Here's what I can recall of a song that I wrote with my friend Filthy Fred on St. Pat.'s afternoon in 1976. We later that night performed it in The Warehouse in Alexandria, Va. and in some boozy bar in Georgetown, standing on the mantel piece. ----------------- chorus: St. Patrick's Day has come along and I don't know no Irish songs My name ain't Paddy, my britches ain't green and "Erin Go Braugh" - what the hell does that mean?
"Too ra loo ra loo ra" is just nonsense, that I'm sure a Cockles & mussels are just seafood St. Pat was just some flipped out dude and I ain't never found no 4 leaf clover.
"Too ra loo ra loo ra" is just nonsense, that I'm sure a James Joyce just gets my head confused He musta been strung out on booze and I ain't never found no shamrock clover.
If you happen to hail from Dublin Town there's a chance my song has got ya down I LOVE the Irish, I love the Poles I even love a few assholes but I ain't never found no 4 leaf clover. ----------------- Does anyone know Filthy Fred (Davis)? He's probably on the island of Nevis. Need contact. More songs to write. Thanks. Frogmore (David Dowling)