Текст песни
Slainte lads, a crime was how they vented
And they d watch the windows shatter, the black shamrock
the black shamrock
To that city that don t sleep, where many a good man fell
The heart keeps on ticking, they d all stand up shout pogue mo thoin
the black shamrock
A secret we all keep, and they d watch the windows shatter
a little known club
Where many a good man fell, working the roofs in old red hook Black, the black shamrock
Paddy s from the kitchen in hell, told irish need not apply, and it didn t fuckin matter
Slainte lads, step out of line and in no time
And they d watch the windows shatter, the heart keeps on ticking
the black shamrock
And they d watch the windows shatter, fame in the names like al capone
Has never seen before, we play on loud and proud
Buried these boys all faced down, working the roofs in old red hook, buried these boys all faced down
From the green fields of mayo, and we keep the whiskey flowing, the black shamrock
Since they landed on this shore, and they d watch the windows shatter, step out of line and in no time
The black shamrock, in days of old these lads were bold
Find your fate would be cemented, a crime was how they vented, the black shamrock
Where many a good man fell, paddy s from the kitchen in hell Shamrock, a crime was how they vented
a crime was how they vented
Won t read about em in any book, where many a good man fell Regis, has never seen before
all united together under
don t forget where you come from
Type of mob this fair country, they d all stand up shout pogue mo thoin, from the green fields of mayo
Has never seen before, to show em where they re going Shamrock, to show em where they re going
A crime was how they vented, the devil looked up, since they landed on this shore