I’m a Savage for Bacon & Cabbage Songtext
von Brendan Shine
I’m a Savage for Bacon & Cabbage Songtext
I′m a savage for bacon and cabbage
Some call it bubble and squeak
My tummy starts achin' when I see the bacon
With the smell of the cabbage I′m weak
If you're Irish then next to white puddin'
Whether you′re big or you′re small
You'll always go for the bacon and cabbage
′Cos that is the best feed of all
When we were young, on a Sunday for dinner
The Mammy would stand by the pot
Cooking the bacon along with the cabbage
And serving them up nice and hot
Me Father would cut up the bacon
Then throw down a bit to the cat
There would be a big scene as we fought for the lean
But I always wound up with the fat
Oh I'm a savage for bacon and cabbage
Some call it bubble and squeak
My tummy starts achin′ when I see the bacon
With the smell of the cabbage I'm weak
If you′re Irish then next to white puddin'
Whether you're big or you′re small
You′ll always go for the bacon and cabbage
'Cos that is the best feed of all
When I′d be heading to somebody's wedding
A few pints the first thing I need
Then when I′m able, I'd move to the table
Ready to eat a good feed
I don′t want your starters or afters
The ould square of butter or bun
Just give me a big plate of bacon and cabbage
And I'll belch like a bull when I'm done
Oh I′m a savage for bacon and cabbage
Some call it bubble and squeak
My tummy starts achin′ when I see the bacon
With the smell of the cabbage I'm weak
If you′re Irish then next to white puddin'
Whether you′re big or you're small
You′ll always go for the bacon and cabbage
'Cos that is the best feed of all
When you go for a nosh in a hotel real posh
They'll give you a menu to read
But you′d need the knowledge of ten years in college
To find out the food that you need
Don′t bother with all that ould rubbish
Ask for the meal you love best
A big hape of spuds with the bacon and cabbage
Man that will put hair on your chest
Oh I'm a savage for bacon and cabbage
Some call it bubble and squeak
My tummy starts achin′ when I see the bacon
With the smell of the cabbage I'm weak
If you′re Irish then next to white puddin'
Whether you′re big or you're small
You'll always go for the bacon and cabbage
′Cos that is the best feed of all
Oh I′m a savage for bacon and cabbage
Some call it bubble and squeak
My tummy starts achin' when I see the bacon
With the smell of the cabbage I′m weak
If you're Irish then next to white puddin′
Whether you're big or you′re small
Oh you'll always go for the
Some call it bubble and squeak
My tummy starts achin' when I see the bacon
With the smell of the cabbage I′m weak
If you're Irish then next to white puddin'
Whether you′re big or you′re small
You'll always go for the bacon and cabbage
′Cos that is the best feed of all
When we were young, on a Sunday for dinner
The Mammy would stand by the pot
Cooking the bacon along with the cabbage
And serving them up nice and hot
Me Father would cut up the bacon
Then throw down a bit to the cat
There would be a big scene as we fought for the lean
But I always wound up with the fat
Oh I'm a savage for bacon and cabbage
Some call it bubble and squeak
My tummy starts achin′ when I see the bacon
With the smell of the cabbage I'm weak
If you′re Irish then next to white puddin'
Whether you're big or you′re small
You′ll always go for the bacon and cabbage
'Cos that is the best feed of all
When I′d be heading to somebody's wedding
A few pints the first thing I need
Then when I′m able, I'd move to the table
Ready to eat a good feed
I don′t want your starters or afters
The ould square of butter or bun
Just give me a big plate of bacon and cabbage
And I'll belch like a bull when I'm done
Oh I′m a savage for bacon and cabbage
Some call it bubble and squeak
My tummy starts achin′ when I see the bacon
With the smell of the cabbage I'm weak
If you′re Irish then next to white puddin'
Whether you′re big or you're small
You′ll always go for the bacon and cabbage
'Cos that is the best feed of all
When you go for a nosh in a hotel real posh
They'll give you a menu to read
But you′d need the knowledge of ten years in college
To find out the food that you need
Don′t bother with all that ould rubbish
Ask for the meal you love best
A big hape of spuds with the bacon and cabbage
Man that will put hair on your chest
Oh I'm a savage for bacon and cabbage
Some call it bubble and squeak
My tummy starts achin′ when I see the bacon
With the smell of the cabbage I'm weak
If you′re Irish then next to white puddin'
Whether you′re big or you're small
You'll always go for the bacon and cabbage
′Cos that is the best feed of all
Oh I′m a savage for bacon and cabbage
Some call it bubble and squeak
My tummy starts achin' when I see the bacon
With the smell of the cabbage I′m weak
If you're Irish then next to white puddin′
Whether you're big or you′re small
Oh you'll always go for the
Writer(s): Thomas Moore, Brendan Shine Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com