It’s a Long Way to Tipperary

A re-write of the original lyrics to this song by Jack Judge.

Up to dreary London
Came an Irishman one day.
The street were never paved with gold
Despite what people say,
Singing songs of Piccadilly,
The Strand and Leicester Square,
Till Paddy got down hearted,
Then he whispered to them there:

It's a long way to Tipperary,
It's a long way to go.
It's a long way to Tipperary,
To the sweetest girl I know!
Goodbye, Piccadilly,
Farewell, Leicester Square!
It's a long long way to Tipperary,
But my heart's right there.

Paddy he wrote a letter
To his Irish Mary-O,
Saying, "Should you not receive another
Then the foe has laid me low!"
"If I make mistakes in the spelling,
Mary, dear," said he,
"Remember, this isn’t our language,
But the tyrants legacy!"

Mary she wrote a sweet reply
To Irish Paddy-O,
Saying "Father Murphy said a prayer for you
And he wanted you to know
Don’t leave the Strand or Piccadilly
Till you've one a Fenian’s fame,
For love of Ireland sings in my heart
And our sons will know your name!"


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