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    Turn up your speakers please and sing along!

It's a long way to Tipperary!

VERSE 1:

Up to mighty London came an Irishman one day,

As the streets are paved with gold, sure ev'ryone was gay;

Singing songs of Piccadilly, Strand and Leicester Square,

'Til Paddy got excited, then he shouted to them there:-

CHORUS:

It's a long way to Tipperary, it's a long way to go;

It's a long way to Tipperary, to the sweetest girl I know;

Good-bye Piccadilly, farewell Leicester Square,

It's a long, long way to Tipperary, but my heart's right there.

VERSE 2:

Paddy wrote a letter to his Irish Molly O',

Saying, "Should you not receive it, write and let me know!

If I make mistakes in spelling, Molly, dear," said he,

"Remember it's the pen that's bad, don't lay the blame on me."

CHORUS:

It's a long way to Tipperary, it's a long way to go;

It's a long way to Tipperary, to the sweetest girl I know;

Good-bye Piccadilly, farewell Leicester Square,

It's a long, long way to Tipperary, but my heart's right there.

VERSE 3:

Molly wrote a neat reply to Irish Paddy O',

Saying, "Mike Maloney wants to marry me, and so

Leave the Strand and Piccadilly, or you'll be to blame,

For love has fairly drove me silly, hoping you're the same."

CHORUS:

It's a long way to Tipperary, it's a long way to go;

It's a long way to Tipperary, to the sweetest girl I know;

Good-bye Piccadilly, farewell Leicester Square,

It's a long, long way to Tipperary, but my heart's right there.