Saint Patrick was a Gentleman
by Henry Bennet
Saint Patrick was a gentleman,
and he came from decent people,
In Dublin town he built a church,
and on it put a steeple;
His father was a Gallagher,
his mother was a Brady,
His aunt was an O’Shaugnessy,
and his uncle was a Grady.
Then success to bold Saint Patrick’s fist,
He was a saint so clever,
He gave the snakes and toads a twist,
and banished them forever!
A better moral compass than Jesus. That's interesting.
(From the ditty “Goodbye, Mick)
When good St. Patrick banished snakes
he shook them from his garments,
He never though we’d go abroad
to look upon such varmints;
To leave the land where whisky grew
to wear the Yankee button,
take vinegar for mountain dew
and toads for mountain mutton!
And it’s goodbye Mick and goodbye Pat
and goodbye Kate and Mary,
The anchor’s weighed and the gangway’s up
and I’m leavin’ Tipperary;
and now the steam is blowin’ off, I have no more to say;
I’m bound for New York City, boys...
three thousand miles away!