Seldom Sober Lyrics
| Song | Seldom Sober |
| Artist | Paddy Goes to Holyhead |
| Album | Ready for Paddy? |
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| Oh, sing a song for ireland my young love said to me | |
| The hills of Connemara, banks of my lovely Lee | |
| So I tuned up my fiddle in the town of Ballybay | |
| Oh sing for me and think of me she mournfully did say | |
| Sure I′m an Ulster Orangeman from Erin′s Isle I came | |
| Pure old Dicey Riley I′m still haunted by your name | |
| I am a little beggarman and beggin′ I have been | |
| In Dr. Johnson′s motorcar I′ll take you home Kathleen | |
| [chorus:] | |
| I′ve been a wild rover | |
| and I′ve been seldom sober | |
| Drank many a pint topped up with foam | |
| I tramped the world over | |
| from Brisbane to Dover | |
| But I long to be back home | |
| Limerick you′re a lady in the merry month of may | |
| As I rode out to Galway-Town me heart is growing grey | |
| If I were King of Ireland and all thing at my will | |
| I followed Captain Farrell and young Eamonn of the hill | |
| A long way to Tipparary a long way from Clare to here | |
| Now I curse the time it takes to reach my Cavan girl so fair | |
| Tis of a brave young highwayman this story I will tell | |
| You may talk and write and boast about and bid your last farewell | |
| [chorus] |
| Oh, sing a song for ireland my young love said to me | |
| The hills of Connemara, banks of my lovely Lee | |
| So I tuned up my fiddle in the town of Ballybay | |
| Oh sing for me and think of me she mournfully did say | |
| Sure I m an Ulster Orangeman from Erin s Isle I came | |
| Pure old Dicey Riley I m still haunted by your name | |
| I am a little beggarman and beggin I have been | |
| In Dr. Johnson s motorcar I ll take you home Kathleen | |
| chorus: | |
| I ve been a wild rover | |
| and I ve been seldom sober | |
| Drank many a pint topped up with foam | |
| I tramped the world over | |
| from Brisbane to Dover | |
| But I long to be back home | |
| Limerick you re a lady in the merry month of may | |
| As I rode out to GalwayTown me heart is growing grey | |
| If I were King of Ireland and all thing at my will | |
| I followed Captain Farrell and young Eamonn of the hill | |
| A long way to Tipparary a long way from Clare to here | |
| Now I curse the time it takes to reach my Cavan girl so fair | |
| Tis of a brave young highwayman this story I will tell | |
| You may talk and write and boast about and bid your last farewell | |
| chorus |
| Oh, sing a song for ireland my young love said to me | |
| The hills of Connemara, banks of my lovely Lee | |
| So I tuned up my fiddle in the town of Ballybay | |
| Oh sing for me and think of me she mournfully did say | |
| Sure I m an Ulster Orangeman from Erin s Isle I came | |
| Pure old Dicey Riley I m still haunted by your name | |
| I am a little beggarman and beggin I have been | |
| In Dr. Johnson s motorcar I ll take you home Kathleen | |
| chorus: | |
| I ve been a wild rover | |
| and I ve been seldom sober | |
| Drank many a pint topped up with foam | |
| I tramped the world over | |
| from Brisbane to Dover | |
| But I long to be back home | |
| Limerick you re a lady in the merry month of may | |
| As I rode out to GalwayTown me heart is growing grey | |
| If I were King of Ireland and all thing at my will | |
| I followed Captain Farrell and young Eamonn of the hill | |
| A long way to Tipparary a long way from Clare to here | |
| Now I curse the time it takes to reach my Cavan girl so fair | |
| Tis of a brave young highwayman this story I will tell | |
| You may talk and write and boast about and bid your last farewell | |
| chorus |
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