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 songs
in a Plastic Paddy pub they call The Blarny Stone
There's plastic everywhere, there's Guinness and green beer
And a sign in gaelic above the bar which "God Bless All Here"

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

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

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

just a Plastic Paddy, singin' Plastic Paddy songs
in a Plastic Paddy pub that they call The Stone
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 left no unturned
'Til he embarks upon the harp that once terraced halls
Accompanying on the Bodhrn, which takes a lot of courage

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

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

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