Celebrating Saint Patricks Day

 Celebrating Saint Patrick's Day (In Tullamore)


It was a little after four

When I arrived in Tullamore

To celebrate Saint Patrick's Day

Hear a fella tellin' tales

In the middle of New South Wales

A Leprechaun with plenty to say

An audience wearin' green

A very creative scene

Orange with a tiny spot of grey

There's Guinness in a jar

Only served at the bar

In the pub on Saint Patrick's Day

There's plenty to laugh at

Even a goat to pat

Just for Rosemary, Thyme and Hay

No Sage for the food

Colonial Goose can be stewed

So you won't starve on Saint Patrick's Day


Having a good time

Hearing words that rhyme

On a magnificent Saint Patrick's Day

There's dancing in the dust

Where the lizards lust

And the chooks just want to lay

Like an owl that hoots

Wearing the latest boots

The old Jillaroo has plenty to say

A fake accent

To make no argument

On a peaceful Saint Patrick's Day

Even a Bogan is there

A harmless lair

Squatting in his cosy drey

Not like the Gnomes

Sitting on the bromes

When celebrating Saint Patricks Day



As it gets quite late

All think it’s great

To celebrate Saint Patrick's Day

If you find yourself stuck

You could try your luck

Just don't throw your money away

It could get worse

With nothing left in ya purse

Better escape or find a highway

Talk to a snake

To stay awake

Because it is Saint Patricks Day

If you hear a scream

It's only a dream

A sign that you need a holiday

Look for a door

To leave Tullamore

After celebrating Saint Patrick's Day





Comments

  1. RonaldoDecember 8, 2025 at 9:36 PM

    This is what was shortlisted in the lyrics category of the 2025 Australian Songwriters association contest! I have not altered it or corrected my spelling mistakes. It was the only verse that I entered, and changes may take place if it goes into production. 17/03/2025 is the date of completion.

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  2. RonaldoDecember 8, 2025 at 9:46 PM

    Colonial Goose is the national dish of New Zealand! It's not a stew but a roasted lamb dish with stuffing. I'm not sure how it came about but I presume when New Zealand was a colony they had plenty of sheep.

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