Luyện nghe bài hát PLASTIC PADDY

"Plastic Paddy"
-Eric

Hup! dee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee dah
Hup! dee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee dah
Hup! dee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee dah
Hup! dee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee dah
Hup! dee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee dah

He's just a Plastic Paddy, singin' Plastic Paddy
in a Plastic Paddy pub that they call The Blarny
plastic shamrocks everywhere, there's Guinness and green beer
And a sign in gaelic above the bar which says "God All Here"

His guitar sounds a wardrobe, and it's out of tune at that
His singin' voice it ranges a sharp to a flat
He's desecrated "The Holy Ground", ripped apart "Black Velvet Band"
Sang some nights drunk and now he's sunk "The Rover" with all hands

'Cause he's just a Plastic Paddy, singin' Plastic songs
in a Plastic pub that they call The Blarny Stone
The publican's a Scot by the name of McIntyre
Who does not allow collections for the men the wire

done awful things to "Molly Malone" and "The Farrows of Tralee"
He's murdered "Carach Fergus" and old "Mother Machree"
He's just thrashed his way through "Galway Bay" and "The Irish Rose"
and if he singing "Danny Boy", I'm gonna punch him in the nose!

He's just a Plastic Paddy, singin' Plastic Paddy
in a Plastic Paddy pub that they call The Blarny
There's Aer Lingus posters everywhere pretty Irish scenes
all peaceful and idyllic, and very green!

"When Eyes are Smiling" and "The Mountains of Mourne"
In a central Celtic chich, the man has no stone unturned
'Til he embarks upon the harp that once through terraced
himself on the Bodhrn, which takes a lot of courage

'Cause he's just a Plastic Paddy, singin' Plastic Paddy
in a Paddy pub that they call The Blarny Stone
Now he's just sung in his mother tongue, "The Ancient Curse"
and cleared the pub completely by the verse!

'Cause just a Plastic Paddy, singin' Plastic Paddy songs
He's started singin' "Danny Boy", so it's time that I was
and just one thought comes to my mind, as I through the door
Where are you we need you, Christy Moore?
Where are you we need you, Christy Moore?

Note: Christy Moore is a folk singer in the UK and Europe, but probably not well known in the US.