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Fifty years ago me father left old Erin’s shore
He landed with shillelagh in hand
And divil a fair-thee more
He got a job and then a wife
And then a family
But up he dies
and leaves his old
shillelagh stick to me

Chorus:
Sure it's the same old shillelagh
Me father brought from Ireland.
And divil a man prouder than He,
As he walked with it in his hand.
He'd lead the band on Paddy's Day
And twirl it round his mitt
And divil a bit we'd laught at it
Or Dad would have a fit

Sure with the same old shillelagh,
Me Father could lick a dozen men
As fast as they'd get up be golly,
He'd knock 'em down again
And many's the time
He used it on me
To make me understand
Sure it's the same old shillelagh
Me Father brought from Ireland.

I’m goin’ on the p’ lice force
It’s the only thing to do
Instead of having one nightstick
By golly I’ll have two.
If there’s a fight I’ll do all right
There’s none can bother me
Because I have the old shillelagh
Father gave to me.

Chorus:
Sure it's the same old shillelagh
Me father brought from Ireland.
And divil a man prouder than He,
As he walked with it in his hand.
He'd lead the band on Paddy's Day
And twirl it round his mitt
And divil a bit we'd laught at it
Or Dad would have a fit

Sure with the same old shillelagh,
Me Father could lick a dozen men
As fast as they'd get up be golly,
He'd knock 'em down again
And many's the time
He used it on me
To make me understand
Sure it's the same old shillelagh
Me Father brought from Ireland.

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