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J.F. Poole

"No Irish Need Apply" (karaoke)

"No Irish Need Apply" (sheet music)


I’m a decent boy just landed

From the town of Ballyfad;

I want a situation,

And I want it very bad;

I have seen employment advertized;

“It’s just the thing,” says I;

But the dirty spalpeen ended with

“No Irish Need Apply.”

 

“Whoo,” says I, “that is an insult,

But to get the place I’ll try.”

So I went to see the blackguard

With his “No Irish Need Apply.”

Some do think it a misfortune

To be christened ‘Pat’ or ‘Dan’,

But to me it is an honor

To be born an Irish man.

 

I started out to find the house;

I got there mighty soon;

I found the old chap seated;

He was reading The Tribune;

I told him what I came for,

When he in a rage did fly;

“No,” he says, “you are a Paddy,

And no Irish need apply.”

 

Then I gets my dander rising,

And I’d like to black his eye

For to tell an Irish gentleman

“No Irish Need Apply.”

Some do think it a misfortune

To be christened ‘Pat’ or ‘Dan’,

But to me it is an honor

To be born an Irish man.

 

I couldn’t stand it longer,

So ahold of him I took,

And I gave him such a beating

As he’d get at Donnybrook;

He hollered “Milia Murther”

And to get away did try

And swore he’d never write again

“No Irish Need Apply.”

 

Well, he made a big apology;

I told him then goodbye,

Saying, “When next you want a beating,

Write “No Irish Need Apply.”

Some do think it a misfortune

To be christened ‘Pat’ or ‘Dan’,

But to me it is an honor

To be born an Irish man.


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