With me shillelagh under me arm
And a twinkle in me eye
I'll be off to Tipperary in the morning.
With me shillelagh under me arm
And a toora loora lie
I'll be welcome in the home that I was born in.
Me mother's told the neighbors
I'm going to settle down,
Phil the fluter's coming out
To play me round the town.
With me shillelagh under me arm
And a toora loora lie
I'll be off to Tipperary in the morning.
Pat McCarthy's goin' to have
A party Friday night,
I'll be there, bejabers,
'Cause there's bound to be a fight.
With me shillelagh under me arm
And a toora loora lie
I'll be off to Tipperary in the morning.
