"Hello Patsy Fagan" you can hear the girls all cry"Hello Patsy Fagan, you're the apple of me eyeYou're a decent boy from Ireland, there's no one can denyYou're a rare'm tare'm devil may care,m decent Irish boy"I'm working here in Glasgow, I've got a decent jobI'm carrying bricks and mortar and the pay is fifteen bobI rise up in the mornin', I get up with the larkAnd when I'm walking' down the street, you can hear the girls remark"Hello Patsy Fagan" you can hear the girls all cry"Hello Patsy Fagan, you're the apple of me eyeYou're a decent boy from Ireland, there's no one can denyYou're a rare'm tare'm devil may care,m decent Irish boy"Well the day that I left Ireland, 'twas many months agoI left my home in Ulster where the pigs and praties growBut since I left old Ireland, it's always been my planTo let you people see that I'm a decent Irishman"Hello Patsy Fagan" you can hear the girls all cry"Hello Patsy Fagan, you're the apple of me eyeYou're a decent boy from Ireland, there's no one can denyYou're a rare'm tare'm devil may care,m decent Irish boy"Now if there's one among you would like to marry meI'll take you to my little home across the Irish seaI'll dress you up in satin and do i'll the best I canAnd let the people see that I'm a decent Irishman"Hello Patsy Fagan" you can hear the girls all cry"Hello Patsy Fagan, you're the apple of me eyeYou're a decent boy from Ireland, there's no one can denyYou're a rare'm tare'm devil may care,m decent Irish boy"
