Lyrics:
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1. I’m a decent boy just landed from the town of Ballyfad,
I want a situation and I want it very bad.
I have seen employment advertised, ‘tis just
the thing, says I,
But the dirty spalpeen ended with, “No Irish
need apply”
“Whoo!” says I, “But that’s an insult,
tho’ to get the place I’ll try,”
so I went to see this blackguard with his “No
Irish need apply.”
Refrain:
Some do count it a misfortune to be christened Pat or Dan,
But to me it is an honor to be born an Irishman.
2. I started out to find the house, I got it mighty soon,
There I found the old chap seated. He was
reading the Tribune.
I told him what I came for,
When he in a rage did fly,
“No,” he says, “you are a Paddy, and no
Irish need apply.”
Then I gets my dander rising and I’d like to
black his eye,
To tell an Irish gentleman, “No Irish need
apply.”
Refrain:
Some do count it a misfortune to be christened Pat or Dan,
But to me it is an honor to be born an Irishman.
3. I couldn’t stand it longer so a-hold of him I took,
And gave him such a welting as he’d get at
Donnybrook.
He hollered, “Millia Murther,” and to get
away did try,
And swore he’d never write again, “No Irish
need apply.”
Well, he made a big apology,
I bid him then good-bye,
Saying, “When next you want a beating, Write
‘No Irish need apply.’”
Refrain:
Some do count it a misfortune to be christened Pat or Dan,
But to me it is an honor to be born an Irishman.
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