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During the great hunger many were forced to roam
They settled in far off lands, that they now call home
But they missed Eire and to connect they found a way
With fellow Irishmen and women on St Patrick’s day.

All over the wide world you’ll find an Irish diaspora
Mainly in the USA , England, Scotland, and Canada
They start off with a colourful parade on the big day
Usually led by a pipe band and they lead the way.

Many will wear shamrocks and something bright green
They're so proud of their heritage and love to be seen
Many will wear leprechaun hats and a false red beard
They look quite menacing, but they are not to be feared.

Many march behind the banners of their home county
Emblazoned with their county crest it's wonderful to see
But the Irish are welcoming and anyone can join in the fun
Colour and religion matter not and it's open to everyone.

After the parade has ended there's music and song
And even if you're not Irish you'll feel that you belong
The Guinness will be flowing along with Irish whisky too
The Irish know how to celebrate, and they'll welcome you.

I urge you to join in the celebrations and enjoy the craic
Once you've had a taste of it next year you'll be back
Everyone becomes honorary Irish on Saint Patrick's day
So, pray for a bit of sunshine and for the rain to keep away.

But the next morning you might wake up with a fuzzy head
And it might be a great effort to get out of your warm bed
A full Irish breakfast the next morn is the cure and that is so
You'll be up and running in no time because I’ve tried it I know.

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