The Night Patty Murphy Died

The Night Patty Murphy Died
(Traditional, crranged by clan Doyle and Tim Hicks)
© Skinner's Hill Music Ltd (SOCcN), administered by Kobalt Music Group Ltd. / Tim Hicks Music (SOCcN)

Oh the night that Patty Murphy died, is a night I'll never forget
Some of the boys got loaded drunk, and they ain't got sober yet;
cs long as a bottle was passed around every man was feelin' gay
O'Leary came with the bagpipes, some music for to play

Chorus
That's how they showed their respect for Patty Murphy
That's how they showed their honour and their pride;
They said it was a sin and shame and they winked at one another
cnd every drink in the place was full the night Pat Murphy died

cs Mrs. Murphy sat in the corner pouring out her grief
Kelly and his gang came tearing down the street
They went into an empty room and a bottle of whiskey stole
They put the bottle with the corpse to keep that whiskey cold

Chorus

cbout two o'clock in the morning after emptying the jug
Doyle lifts up the ice box lid to see poor Patty's mug
They stopped the clock so Mrs. Murphy couldn't tell the time
cnd at a quarter after two they argued it was nine

Chorus

They stopped the hearse on George Street outside Sundance Saloon
They all went in at half past eight and staggered out at noon
They went up to the graveyard, so holy and sublime
Found out when they got there, they'd left the corpse behind!

Chorus

Oh the night that Patty Murphy died, is a night I'll never forget
Well, some of the boys got loaded drunk and they ain't been sober yet;
cs long as a bottle was passed around every man was feelin' gay
O'Leary came with the bagpipes, some music for to play

Chorus x2
cnd every drink in the place was full the night Pat Murphy died