May the blessings
of light be upon you, Light without and
light within. And in all your
comings and goings. May those who love
us love us. And those that
don't love us, May God turn their
hearts. And if He doesn't
turn their hearts, May he turn their
ankles, So we'll know them
by their limping. May you live as
long as you want, And never want as
long as you live. May you always have
walls for the winds, A roof for the
rain, tea beside the fire, Laughter to cheer
you, those you love near you, And all your heart
might desire. May you have love
that never ends, Lots of money, and
lots of friends Health be yours,
whatever you do And may God send
many blessings to you! May the Irish hills
caress you. May her lakes and
rivers bless you. May the luck of the
Irish enfold you. May the blessings
of Saint Patrick behold you. For each petal on
the shamrock This brings a wish
your way Good health, good
luck, and happiness For today and every
day. May God grant you
always... A sunbeam to warm
you, A moonbeam to charm
you, A sheltering angel,
so nothing can harm you. May you live
long, Die
happy, And rate a mansion
in heaven. May your glass be
ever full. May the roof over
your head be always strong. And may you be in
heaven half an hour before
the devil knows you're dead. Always remember to
forget The things that
made you sad. But never forget to
remember The things that
made you glad. Always remember to
forget The friends that
proved untrue. But never forget to
remember Those that have
stuck by you. Always remember to
forget The troubles that
passed away. But never forget to
remember The blessings that
come each day. May the enemies of
Ireland never meet a friend. May the road rise
to meet you. May the wind be
always at your back. May the sun shine
warm upon your face. And rains fall soft
upon your fields. And until we meet
again, May God hold you in
the hollow of His hand. Here's to you and
yours And to mine and
ours. And if mine and
ours Ever come across to
you and yours, I hope you and
yours will do As much for mine
and ours As mine and ours
have done For you and
yours! May the roof above
us never fall in. And may the friends
gathered below it never fall out. Here's a toast to
your enemies' enemies! Rye bread will do
you good, Barley bread will
do you no harm, Wheaten bread will
sweeten your blood, Oaten bread will
strengthen your arm. May you have warm
words on a cold evening, A full moon on a
dark night, And the road
downhill all the way to your door. For each petal on
the shamrock This brings a wish
your way, Good health, good
luck, and happiness For today and every
day. May you have warm
words on a cold evening, A full moon on a
dark night, And the road
downhill all the way to your door. May there be a
generation of children On the children of
your children. May you live to be
a hundred years, With one extra year
to repent! May the Lord keep
you in His hand And never close His
fist too tight. May your neighbors
respect you, Trouble neglect
you, The angels protect
you, And heaven accept
you. When we drink, we
get drunk. When we get drunk,
we fall asleep. When we fall
asleep, we commit no sin. When we commit no
sin, we go to heaven. So, let's all get
drunk, and go to heaven! Here's to your
coffin! May your coffin
have six handles of finest silver! May your coffin be
carried by six fair young maids! And may your coffin
be made of finest wood from a 100-year-old
tree, that I'll go plant
tomorrow! May the saddest day
of your future be no worse Than the happiest
day of your past. May there always be
work for your hands to do, May your purse
always hold a coin or two. May the sun always
shine warm on your windowpane, May a rainbow be
certain to follow each rain. May the hand of a
friend always be near you, And may God fill
your heart with gladness to cheer you. May your troubles
be less And your blessings
be more. And nothing but
happiness Come through your
door. There are good
ships, and there are wood ships, The ships that sail
the sea. But the best ships
are friendships, And may they always
be. Bless you and
yours As well as the
cottage you live in. May the roof
overhead be well thatched And those inside be
well matched. May the luck of the
Irish Lead to happiest
heights And the highway you
travel Be lined with green
lights. May brooks and
trees and singing hills Join in the chorus,
too. And every gentle
wind that blows Send happiness to
you. May you be poor in
misfortune, Rich in
blessings, Slow to make
enemies, And quick to make
friends. But rich or
poor, Quick or
slow, May you know
nothing but happiness From this day
forward. May you have food
and raiment, A soft pillow for
your head, May you be forty
years in heaven Before the devil
knows you're dead. May your thoughts
be as glad as the shamrocks. May your heart be
as light as a song. May each day bring
you bright happy hours, That stay with you
all year long. May peace and
plenty be the first To lift the latch
on your door, And happiness be
guided to your home By the candle of
Christmas. May green be the
grass you walk on, May blue be the
skies above you, May pure be the
joys that surround you, May true be the
hearts that love you. May the face of
every good news And the back of
every bad news Be toward
us. Here's to the four
hinges of society. May you fight,
steal, lie and drink. When you fight, may
you fight for your country. When you steal, may
you steal away from bad company. When you lie, may
you lie at the side of your sweetheart. And when you drink,
may you drink with me. May the roof over
our heads never fall in. And may we as
friends never fall out. May you
have No frost on your
spuds, No worms on your
cabbage. May your goat give
plenty of milk. And if you inherit
a donkey, May she be in
foal. May you be poor in
misfortune, Rich in
blessings, Slow to make
enemies, And quick to make
friends. But rich or poor,
quick or slow, May you know
nothing but happiness From this day
forward. May you get all
your wishes but one so you always have
something to strive for! May I see you gray
and combing your grandchildren's hair. A sunbeam to warm
you, Good luck to charm you. A Sheltering angel,
So nothing can harm you, Laughter to cheer
you, Faithful friends near you, And whenever you
pray, Heaven to hear you. May you be poor in
misfortune, Rich in
blessings, Slow to make
enemies, And quick to make
friends. But rich or poor,
quick or slow, May you know
nothing but happiness From this day
forward. May your heart be
warm and happy With the lilt of
Irish laughter Every day in every
way And forever and
ever after. There are only two
kinds of people in the world, The Irish, and
those who wish they were. Health and a long
life to you. Land without rent
to you. A child every year
to you. And if you can't go
to heaven, May you at least
die in Ireland. Count your
blessings instead of your crosses; Count your gains
instead of your losses. Count your joys
instead of your woes; Count your friends
instead of your foes. Count your smiles
instead of your tears; Count your courage
instead of your fears. Count your full
years instead of your lean; Count your kind
deeds instead of your mean. Count your health
instead of your wealth; Love your neighbor
as much as yourself. Get on your
knees and thank the
Lord you're on your
feet. May your home
always be too small to hold all your friends. May the most you
wish for Be the least you
get. May good luck be
your friend In whatever you
do. And may trouble be
always A stranger to you.
May your pockets be
heavy and your heart be light. May good luck
pursue you each morning and night. May God grant you
many years to live, For sure He must be
knowing. The earth has
angels all too few, And heaven is
overflowing. May you always walk
in sunshine. May you never want
for more. May Irish angels
rest their wings right beside your door. As you slide down
the bannister of life, May the splinters
never point the wrong way! May your troubles
be less And your blessings
be more. And nothing but
happiness Come through your
door. May I see you
gray And combing your
grandchildren's hair. Wherever you go and
whatever you do, May the luck of the
Irish be there with you. May the hinges of
our friendship never grow rusty.
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