With My Shillelagh Under My Arm

Sure I'm tired a roamin round and so I'm off to pack my grip

I'm off to book my passage on a mighty powerful ship

I'll be bound to send a telegram the day I reach the quay

Just to tell folks to be expecting me

With my shillelagh under my arm and atwinklebin my eye

I'll be off to Tipperary in the morning

With my shillelagh under my arm and a toora loora lay

I'll be off to Tipperary in the morning. Repeat

Sure I'm feeling mighty fine and I've got bags o money too

I'm off to give the folks back a real good Irish Stew

There'll be such a welcome for your humble when they see me back

I can just imagine all them asking: " How are you Jack"?

With my shillelagh ....