I am a true-born Irish man
I'll never deny what I am
I was born in the sweet Tipperary, boys
Three thousand miles from this land
Hooray, me boys, hooray
No more do I wish for to roam
For the sun, it will shine in the harvest time
To welcome Paddy home
Well the girls they are young and they're frisky
They will take you by the hand
Saying "Jimmy machree, won't you come with me
and we'll welcome Paddy home"
Hooray, me boys, hooray
No more do I wish for to roam
For the sun, it will shine in the harvest time
To welcome Paddy home
Then came the unwelcome stranger
He wandered all over the land
Oh, the horse and the plow, the ox and the cow
Went into a stranger's hands
Hooray, me boys, hooray
No more do I wish for to roam
For the sun, it will shine in the harvest time
To welcome Paddy home
Oh the Scotsman can boast of the thistle
and the Englishman boasts of the rose
Paddy will boast of the Emerald Isle
Where the dear little shamrock grows
Hooray, me boys, hooray
No more do I wish for to roam
For the sun, it will shine in the harvest time
To welcome Paddy home
Hooray, me boys, hooray
No more do I wish for to roam
For the sun, it will shine in the harvest time
To welcome Paddy home