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

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

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

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

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

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

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

he's 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 stagger the door
Where are you when we need you, Christy
Where are you when we need you, Moore?

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