It's The Same Old Shillelagh

Sure it's the same old shillelagh

Me father brought from Ireland.

And divil a man prouder than He,

As he walked with it in his hand.



He'd lead the band on Paddy's Day

And twirle it round his mitt

And divil a bit we'd laught at it

Or Dad would have a fit



Sure with the same old shillelagh

Me father could lick a dozen men

As fast as they'd get up be gorry,

He'd knock 'em down again

And many's the time he used it on me

To make me understand

The same old shillelagh

Me father brought from Ireland.