O Ireland isn't it grand you look like a bride in her rich adornin? And with all the pent up love of my heart I bid you the top o' the mornin!
For each petal on the shamrock May your blessings outnumber
the shamrocks that grow, I have never seen a situation so dismal that a policeman couldn't make it worse. May luck be our companion, May you be in heaven a half-hour before the devil knows you are dead.
May your neighbors respect you, May the best day of your past, be the worst day of your future.
May those who love us, love us May your pockets be heavy and your heart be light, Here's to a long life and a merry one When the Irish say that St. Patrick chased the snakes out of Ireland, There are many good reasons for drinking,
Dance as if no one were watching,
sing as if no one were listening,
This brings a wish your way-
Good health, good luck, and happiness
For today and every day.
And may trouble avoid you
wherever you go.
May friends stand by our side,
May history remind us all
Of Ireland's faith and pride.
May God bless us with happiness;
May love and faith abide.
Troubles neglect you,
The angels protect you,
And Heaven accept you.
And those who don't love us,
May God turn their hearts
And if he can't turn their hearts,
May he turn their ankles
So we will know them by their limping!
May good luck pursue you each morning and night,
A quick death and an easy one
A pretty girl and an honest one
A cold beer and another one!
what they don't tell you
is that he was the only one who saw any snakes!
One has just entered my head.
If a man doesn't drink when he's living,
How in the hell can he drink when he's dead?
And live every day as if it were your last.