Gaelic Storm Punjab Paddy
Well said farewell to Erin, only seven years ago,
When asked where I was headed, I said: "Jaysus, I
dunno!?"
I stepped ashore near Bangalore, not a tosser in me
hand,
By the time I hit Darjeeling, I was feeling mighty
grand!
Chorus:
You can keep your forty shades of green, they only make
me blue,
You can stick your eggs and bacon, boys, I'll have a
Vindaloo,
I found a place in India, so far across the foam,
You can call me Punjab Paddy, boys, I'm never comin'
home.
I dreamed I got a letter from me darling Josephine,
She asked me would I marry her, back home in
Skibbereen,
But the girls out here have almond eyes and jasmine-
scented hair,
And there's things in the Kama Sutra that they never do
in Clare!
So I'll spend me days relaxing in me Punjab paradise,
No more I'll dig the praties, I'll stick to tea and
rice.
I'll be sippin' mango lassi with the lassies in the
shade,
While yer man called Ravi Shankar plays "The Boys of
the Oul' Brigade!"
Chorus:
You can keep your Miltown Malbay, you can chuck yer
Galway Bay,
You'll never see the sun go down on Delhi or Bombay,
I found a place in India, so far across the foam,
You can call me Punjab Paddy, boys, I'm never comin'
home.
From Bohola to Benares, Inchigeela to Lahore
Kamakura, Siliguri, Peshawar, Sahrunapore
Amritsar to Sanawar, Simla, and Pinjore
I got trolleyed on Dewali, and I'm going back for more!
Someday I'll be a holy man with saffron on me nose,
I'll shave my head like Gandhi and I'll never wear no
clothes,
To see the Irish Guru, they'll come from near and far,
Hare Krishna, Hare Krishna, Whiskey in the Jar!
Chorus:
You can keep your Michael Flatley with his tattoos on
his chest,
Fare thee well, Sweet Anna Liffey, it's the Ganges I
love best,
I found a place in India so far across the foam,
You can call me Punjab Paddy, boys, I'm never comin'
home,
I'm never comin' home!
I'm never comin' home!
