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Sweet Paddy Malone
By Petra Creffield
Sweet Paddy Malone
In Brighton’s fair city
Where the boys are so pretty
I first set my eyes on sweet paddy malone
As he wheel’d his weed barrow
Thru streets broad and narrow
Crying Reefers 'n' shagging alive, alive O!
Alive, alive O!
Alive, alive O
Crying Reefers 'n' shagging alive, alive O!
He was a weed farmer
But sure twas no wonder
For so were his father and brother before
They each wheeled their barrow
Thru streets broad and narrow
Crying Reefers 'n' shagging alive, alive O!
Alive, alive O!
Alive, alive O
Crying Reefers 'n' shagging alive, alive O!
(quietly)
He gave me a fever
And no one now could save me
And that was the end of sweet paddy malone
But his ghost wheels his barrow
Through my bones and my marrow
Crying Reefers 'n' shagging alive, alive O
Alive, alive O!
Alive, alive O
Crying Reefers 'n' shagging alive, alive Oooh!
© Petra Creffield 2006
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© 2006 petracreffield
Published on Saturday, July 7, 2007.
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Comments on "Sweet Paddy Malone"
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A former member wrote:
now this is a song I can hear sung in some pub in Munster, maybe on the border of Limerick and Cork.... excellent fun! Cheers!
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On Saturday, July 7, 2007, stormtalk
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wrote:
the last two lines before the final chorus are killer... very polished write. nice to see here
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On Saturday, July 7, 2007, nur hidayah
(116) wrote:
Quite the merry ditty! How I enjoyed this, Petra.
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On Saturday, July 7, 2007, carlosjackal
(3017) wrote:
"In Brighton’s fair city" Woooooo-hooooooo! *sits with a phat grin in his living room in Upper Lewes Road* -Carl
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