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The Devil made me do it...

THE SAINT PAT SNAKE-ELIMINATIN' BLUES
–J. Wrabek

Hey Saint Pat, I got a bone to pick wif you;
Hey, Saint Pat, I got a big bone to pick wif you;
When you drove them snakes out of Ireland,
How come they moved in wif me and not wif you?

Hey, Saint Pat, I got snakes inna daytime, and at night;
Hey, Saint Pat, I got snakes inna daytime, and at night;
Even got one in the bedroom
That keeps threatenin' to bite my wife.

Hey, Saint Pat, I'm at my wit's end, don't know what to do;
Hey, Saint Pat, I'm at my wit's end, don't know what to do;
Them snakes don't speak no English
And prolly won' listen t' anyone but you.

Hey, Saint Pat, how ‘bout you bring a mess of Irish beer;
Hey, Saint Pat, how ‘bout you bring a mess or Irish beer;
Get them snakes all drunk,
It be easier to haul them out of here.

Hey, Saint Pat, bring some corned beef and cabbage over here;
Hey, Saint Pat, bring some corned beef and cabbage over here;
We can have ourselves a picnic
While we watch the snakes pass out from drinkin' beer.

Hey, Saint Pat, pots o' gold been on mind;
Hey, Saint Pat, pots o' gold been on my mind;
I deserve some compensation
For takin' care of your snakes all this time.

Hey, Saint Pat, leave the snake in the bedroom when you go;
Hey, Saint Pat, leave the snake in the bedroom when you go;
My wife's been mighty quiet
And I've decided that I do enjoy it so.

Joe
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