St. Patrick’s Day Lyrics

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St. Patrick’s Day is a holiday that celebrates the patron saint of Ireland, but is also celebrated in America. It is a holiday that allows everyone to be “Irish” and try to take advantage of some of their luck. Here are a few sets of lyrics that have to do with St. Patrick’s Day.

Looking for Leprechauns

Sung to the tune of Mary had a little lamb

I’m looking for a leprechaun,

Leprechaun, leprechaun.

I’m looking for a leprechaun,

Do you know where he’s gone?

He wears a suit that’s made of green,

Made of green, made of green,

He wears a suit that’s made of green,

Do you know where he’s gone?

He lives by a rainbow and hides his gold,

Hides his gold, hides his gold,

He lives by a rainbow and hides his gold,

Do you know where he’s gone?

If you see a leprechaun,

Leprechaun, leprechaun,

If you see a leprechaun,

Please tell me where he’s gone!

This is a fun set of lyrics for a St. Patrick’s Day that addresses all of the symbols and customs now associated with the holiday from things like four leaf clovers, shamrocks, leprechauns, pots of gold, and of course rainbows and luck. It is sung to a familiar song, and one that most kids and adults are familiar with.

Sung to the tune of  “Skip to My Lou”

Let’s wear green and dance a jig,

Let’s wear green and dance a jig,

Let’s wear green and dance a jig,

On St. Patrick’s Day.

Let’s find a clover with four leaves,

Let’s find a clover with four leaves,

Let’s find a clover with four leaves,

On St. Patrick’s Day.

Let’s look for leprechauns on their way,

Let’s look for leprechauns on their way,

Let’s look for leprechauns on their way,

On St. Patrick’s Day.

Let’s search for gold at the rainbow’s end,

Let’s search for gold at the rainbow’s end,

Let’s search for gold at the rainbow’s end,

On St. Patrick’s Day.

For a more traditional set of St. Patrick’s Day lyrics, you may want to use an Irish song. This particular song is an Irish lullaby. It does not actually mention anything specific to St. Patrick’s Day, or the traditions associated with it, but it does embrace the spirit of the Emerald Isle.
An Irish Lullaby

Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral
Too-ra-loo-ra-li
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral
Hush now, don’t you cry.
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral
Too-ra-loo-ra-li
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral
That’s an Irish lullaby.
Over in Kilarney,
Many years ago
My mother sang a song to me
In tones so soft and low
Just a simple little ditty
In her good old Irish way
And I’d give the world if I could hear
That song of hers today.
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral
Too-ra-loo-ra-li
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral
Hush now, don’t you cry.
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral
Too-ra-loo-ra-li
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral
That’s an Irish lullaby.
Oft’ in dreams I wander
To that cot again
I feel her arms a huggin’ me
As when she held me then.
And I hear her voice a hummin’
To me as in days of yore,
When she used to rock me fast asleep
Outside the cabin door.
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral
Too-ra-loo-ra-li
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral
Hush now, don’t you cry.
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral
Too-ra-loo-ra-li
Too-ra-loo-ra-loo-ral
That’s an Irish lullaby.