St. Patrick was a gentleman
Saint Patrick was a gentleman, he came from decent people,
In Dublin town he built a church and on it put a steeple
His father was a Callahan, his mother was a Grady,
His aunt was O'Shaughnessy and uncle he was Brady
Chorus :
Success to bold Saint Patrick's fist,
He was a Saint so clever,
He gave the snakes an awful twist
And banished them forever
There's not a smile in Ireland's isle where the dirty vermin musters
Where'er he put his dear forefoot he murder'd them in clusters
The toads went hop, the frogs went plop, slap dash into the water
And the beasts committed suicide to save themselves from slaughter
Nine hundred thousand vipers blue he charm'd with sweet discourses
And dined on them at Killaloo an' in the second courses
When blind worms crawling on the grass disgusted all the nation
He gave them a rise and open'd their eyes to a sense of their situation
The Wicklow hills are very high and so's the hill of Howth, sir
But there's a hill much higher still, Ay, higher then them both, sir
And it was on the top of his hill, Saint Patrick preach'd the "Sarmint"
That drove the frogs into the bogs and bothered all the "varmint"
São Patrício era um cavalheiro
São Patrício era um cavalheiro, veio de gente decente,
Na cidade de Dublin construiu uma igreja e colocou uma torre
Seu pai era Callahan, sua mãe era Grady,
Sua tia era O'Shaughnessy e seu tio era Brady
Refrão:
Saúde ao punho audacioso de São Patrício,
Ele era um Santo tão esperto,
Deu uma reviravolta nas cobras
E as banhou para sempre
Não há um sorriso na ilha da Irlanda onde a sujeira se aglomera
Onde quer que ele pusesse seu pé querido, ele as exterminava em grupos
Os sapos pulavam, as rãs ploft, caindo na água
E as bestas se suicidavam para se salvar do massacre
Novecentos mil víboras azuis ele encantou com doces discursos
E jantou com elas em Killaloo e nos pratos principais
Quando vermes cegos rastejando na grama enojavam toda a nação
Ele deu um jeito e abriu os olhos para a situação deles
As colinas de Wicklow são muito altas e a de Howth também, senhor
Mas há uma colina ainda mais alta, sim, mais alta que ambas, senhor
E foi no topo dessa colina que São Patrício pregou o "Sermão"
Que mandou os sapos para os pântanos e incomodou toda a "verminha"