Welcome Poor Paddy Home / Harvest Home (Live in Johnstown, PA)
	Lyrics
	I am a true born Irishman I'll never deny what I am I come from Tipararry town Three thousand miles away CHORUS Horray me boys hooray No more do I wish for to roam For the sun it will shine in the harvest time To welcome poor Paddy home The girls are gay and frisky They'll take you by the hand Saying Johnny McCree won't you come with me And welcome poor Paddy home CHORUS In came the foreign nation And scattered us all cross the land The ox and the sow and the sheep and the cow Fell into the strangers hand CHORUS Well Scotland can boast of the thistle And England can boast of the rose But Paddy can boast of his emerald isle Where the sweet little shamrock grows CHORUS (X2)
	Description
	Short Song Description: Recorded live at the Dugout, Johnstown, PA 12/07
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	Credits
	Lyrics Credits: Traditional
	Music Credits: Traditional (arranged by DIB)
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	Performance Credits: Greg Faiers: Guitar, Bouzouki, Vocals; Marty Faiers: Fiddle, Ed Hritz: Whistle; Wayne MacEwan: Bodhran, Vocals
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	Metadata
	Song Length: 5:07
	Primary Genre: World-Celtic
	Secondary Genre: -
	Lead Vocal: Male Vocal
	Language: English
	Era: 1800 - 1899