Iam Stumpy Mc. Clumsy from Killarney
A thunderous bleary 0ld dizzy
Me favourite spot McTaverns Owickless
A whiskey, and an old pint of Guinness
Ye yanks all come try to find me
Shur yer'e all full of the old Blarney
All ye want is me crock of gold
Hidden at the end of me rainbow
McGreenie McCharmless and O'Clover
A warty old toad stool they cover
Guarding me crock with their shillelaghs
Come over try your luck in Killarney
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