IT'S THE IRISH IN ME
Lyrics: Lyn Duddy - Music: Joan Edwards

Frank Parker with the Archie Bleyer Orchestra


(Verse)

There is something so dear to my heart,
And it thrills me to just be a part
Of this feeling so rare
Permeatin' the air -
I can't wait for the whole thing to start.

There is one thing that fills me with cheer:
That's my favorite time of the year.

(Chorus)

I get a most peculiar feelin'
When it's March the Seventeenth;
I polish up me shamrock for paradin' on the green.
Sure, anyone who's Irish knows exactly what I mean;
It's the Irish in me.

Once again the old shillelagh will be in the latest vogue.
While polishin' m' boots, I'll polish up me Irish brogue.
Every colleen will be chasin' me because I'm such a rogue.
It's the Irish in me.
Yes, I'm Irish, Irish, Irish as can be.

All the Cohens will join the Kellys
And be proud as proud can be
To be part of the Hibernian Brigade,
But none will be much prouder or much louder there than me
When I'm leadin' the St. Patrick's Day Parade.

Ah, it only happens once a year;
It's such an awful wait.
But holy smoke, the cheer we spread!
We get in such a state
That it takes eleven months so we can all recuperate.
Would I change it? Ha! Nosirree.
It's the Irish, it's the Irish in me.

All the Cohens will join the Kellys
And be proud as proud can be
To be part of the Hibernian Brigade,
But none will be much prouder or much louder there than me
When I'm leadin' the St. Patrick's Day Parade.

Ah, the Irish songs I love to sing,
They fill my heart with joy,
But though I sing the Irish songs,
It's not the real McCoy,
'Cause after all, you know,
I'm just a fine Italian boy -
It's the Irish in me.
Yes, begorry, it's the Irish in me!



(Transcribed by Lou Rugani - The Music of the Stars (WLIP) - March 2013)