Well a man pushes west to a new set of mountains On his back there's a fiddle and a drum And the sound he makes ignites the whole country Makes the new world hum
Well the man takes a wife and he teaches her to whistle And he picks up the fiddle in the while And the people come around and they bang and they howl Sing songs of the devil and the sky
Now several years later and a new set of players And the old ways crumbled and gone But they still come alive with the spirit and the song So come on honey, get your Irish on
There once was a young woman who was tall thin and lovely But her heart was as wicked as the day And she bellowed at her children kept em locked up in the cellar Drove her suitors away
Then a man came from Dublin who could tell what was troublin' her With eyes as wide as the sea And he ended all her bitchin' with his courtin' in the kitchen As he sang about the love and harmony
Then they popped that cork on his poitin bottle And they rolled 'neath the covers till the dawn Cause nothing is as strong as the spirit and the song He said, come on honey get your Irish on!
One young couple sitting calm and collected When the ceilidh band started up to play They was two tired people with a foot in the grave Had nothing to say
But the ceilidh band started up brave and strong And the music drifted over the fair And the singer sang and instruments rang And the feet started kickin' in the air
Then up jumps the boy and does a jig on a log And he pleads for her to be his bride Cause nothing exists but the spirit and the song He says come on honey, get your Irish on!