are only two kinds of people in the
The Irish, and those who wish they
If you're enough lucky to be Irish...
You're lucky enough!
me a sense of humor, Lord,
The saving grace to see a joke,
To win some happiness from life,
And pass it on to other folk.
are many good reasons for drinking,
One has just entered my head.
If a man doesn't drink when he's
How in the hell can he drink when
An Irishman is never drunk as long
as he can hold onto one blade of
grass to keep him from falling off the
Some may say the glass is half empty,
Some may say the glass is half full,
But the Irish will forever say
"Are you gonna drink that?"
Old Irish recipe for Longevity:
Leave the table hungry.
Leave the bed sleepy.
Leave the table thirsty.
May those who love us, love us
And those who don't love us,
May God turn their hearts
And if he can't turn their hearts,
May he turn their ankles
So we will know them by their limping!
May you have:
No frost on your spuds,
No worms on your cabbage.
May your goat give plenty of milk.
And if you inherit a donkey,
May she be in foal.
Here's to you as good as you are
Here's to me as bad as I am
But as good as you are
And as bad as I am
I'm just as good as you are
As bad as I am!
to a long life and a merry one
A quick death and an easy one
A pretty girl and an honest one
A cold beer and another one!
Here's to the old lady up the hill.
If she won't drink it, I will!
Drink is the curse of the land.
It makes you fight with your neighbor.
It makes you shoot at your neighbor.
It makes you miss.
to a sweetheart, a bottle, and a
The first beautiful, the second
full, the last ever faithful.
When Irish eyes are smiling,
watch your step!
we drink, we get drunk.
When we get drunk, we fall asleep.
When we fall asleep, we commit no
When we commit no sin, we go to
So, let's all get drunk, and go
to lying, stealing, and cheating!
May you lie to save a friend;
May you steal the heart of the one
and may you cheat death.
to beefsteak when you’re hungry,
Whiskey when you’re dry,
All the women you’ll ever want,
And heaven when you die.
Here’s a toast to your enemies’
Here's to Eileen O'Hara,
For her life it held no terror.
Born a virgin.
Died a virgin.
No runs, no hits, no errors.
to you and yours
And to mine and ours.
And if mine and ours
Ever come across to you and yours,
I hope you and yours will do
As much for mine and ours
As mine and ours have done
For you and yours!
May your glass be ever full.
May the roof over your head be always
And may you be in heaven
half an hour before the devil knows
to the four hinges of society.
May you fight, steal, lie and drink.
When you fight, may you fight for
When you steal, may you steal away
from bad company.
When you lie, may you lie at the
side of your sweetheart.
And when you drink, may you drink
you slide down the banister of life,
May the splinters never point in
the wrong direction!
your home always be too small to
hold all your friends.
is good, but never dance in a small
May your troubles be as few and
As my grandmother's teeth.
"Here's to the men of all classes
Who through lasses and glasses
Will make themselves asses."
your doctor never earn a dollar
out of you,
May your heart never give out,
May the ten toes of your feet steer
you clear of misfortune.
And before you're much older,
May you hear much better blessings
Here's to us!
Who's like us?
Darned few, and they're all dead!
Drinking is the only way to find
out whether or not your neck leaks!
"May you die in bed at ninety-five
years, shot by a jealous husband(or
Heaven there is no beer, that is
why we drink it here.
Here’s to health and prosperity,
To you and all your posterity.
And them that doesn’t drink with
That they may be damned for all
May the Lord keep you in His hand
And never close His fist too tight.
Here's to a temperance supper,
With water in glasses tall,
And coffee and tea to end with--
And me not there at all!
you always have a clean shirt, a
clear conscience, and enough coins
in your pocket to buy a pint!
'Twas an evening in November,
As I very well remember.
I was strolling down the street
in drunken pride,
But my knees were all aflutter,
So I landed in the gutter,
And a pig came up a lay down by
Yes, I lay there in the gutter
Thinking thoughts I could not utter,
When a colleen passing by did softly
"You can tell a man that boozes
By the company he chooses."
At that the pig got up and walked
"The Irish Pig"
Here's to being single...
And seeing triple!
That the tap may be open when it
May your feet never sweat,
your neighbor give you ne're a treat.
When flowers bloom, I hope you'll
and may you always have someone
May you live to be a hundred years,
With one extra year to repent!
May the luck of the Irish
Leap to happiest heights
And the highway you travel
Be lined with green lights.
glad I am and glad I'll be
That you like knowin' the likes