Rambling Paddy Songtext
von The Irish Rovers
Rambling Paddy Songtext
Rambling Paddy it′s time to come home
And stop all your rambling around
You haven't a job and you haven′t a plan
It's time you were settling down
I haven't a job but I work when I want
I′m free as a bird on the wing
I sing for me supper and fiddle some tunes
Sure I wouldn′t go changing a thing
Da rowdely dowdley tithery eye diddle dum
Rowdely dowdley toor in a nay
Rowdely dowdley tithery eye diddle dum
Whack fol the diddly da day
Rambling Paddy come down from the hills
It's time you were changing your life
Give over your roving and rambling ways
And look for a comely wee wife
If I looked for a wife sure I never would find
A one who would ramble with me
With me horse and me dog and ould caravan
We′re happy as any can be
Da rowdely dowdley tithery eye diddle dum
Rowdely dowdley toor in a nay
Rowdely dowdley tithery eye diddle dum
Whack fol the diddly da day
Rambling Paddy you're mad as they come
I think you′ve gone soft in the head
You haven't the sense to come out of the rain
And a bundle of hay is your bed
Maybe you′re right and maybe you're wrong
And maybe I'm mad as can be
Or maybe I′m wiser than anyone else
For being the master of me
Da rowdely dowdley tithery eye diddle dum
Rowdely dowdley toor in a nay
Rowdely dowdley tithery eye diddle dum
Whack fol the diddly da day
Rambling paddy it′s time to come home
And stop all your rambling around
You haven't a job and you haven′t a plan
It's time you were settling down
I haven′t a job but i work when I want
I'm free as a bird on the wing
I sing for me supper and fiddle some tunes
Sure I wouldn′t go changing a thing
Da rowdely dowdley tithery eye diddle dum
Rowdely dowdley toor in a nay
Rowdely dowdley tithery eye diddle dum
Whack fol the diddly da day
Da rowdely dowdley tithery eye diddle dum
Rowdely dowdley toor in a nay
Rowdely dowdley tithery eye diddle dum
Whack fol the diddly da day
And stop all your rambling around
You haven't a job and you haven′t a plan
It's time you were settling down
I haven't a job but I work when I want
I′m free as a bird on the wing
I sing for me supper and fiddle some tunes
Sure I wouldn′t go changing a thing
Da rowdely dowdley tithery eye diddle dum
Rowdely dowdley toor in a nay
Rowdely dowdley tithery eye diddle dum
Whack fol the diddly da day
Rambling Paddy come down from the hills
It's time you were changing your life
Give over your roving and rambling ways
And look for a comely wee wife
If I looked for a wife sure I never would find
A one who would ramble with me
With me horse and me dog and ould caravan
We′re happy as any can be
Da rowdely dowdley tithery eye diddle dum
Rowdely dowdley toor in a nay
Rowdely dowdley tithery eye diddle dum
Whack fol the diddly da day
Rambling Paddy you're mad as they come
I think you′ve gone soft in the head
You haven't the sense to come out of the rain
And a bundle of hay is your bed
Maybe you′re right and maybe you're wrong
And maybe I'm mad as can be
Or maybe I′m wiser than anyone else
For being the master of me
Da rowdely dowdley tithery eye diddle dum
Rowdely dowdley toor in a nay
Rowdely dowdley tithery eye diddle dum
Whack fol the diddly da day
Rambling paddy it′s time to come home
And stop all your rambling around
You haven't a job and you haven′t a plan
It's time you were settling down
I haven′t a job but i work when I want
I'm free as a bird on the wing
I sing for me supper and fiddle some tunes
Sure I wouldn′t go changing a thing
Da rowdely dowdley tithery eye diddle dum
Rowdely dowdley toor in a nay
Rowdely dowdley tithery eye diddle dum
Whack fol the diddly da day
Da rowdely dowdley tithery eye diddle dum
Rowdely dowdley toor in a nay
Rowdely dowdley tithery eye diddle dum
Whack fol the diddly da day
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