Luyện nghe bài hát PLASTIC PADDY

"Plastic Paddy"
-Eric

Hup! dee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee dah
Hup! dee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee dah
Hup! dee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee dah
Hup! dee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee dah
Hup! dee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee diddle-ee dah

He's just a Plastic Paddy, singin' Plastic Paddy
in a Plastic Paddy pub they call The Blarny Stone
There's plastic shamrocks everywhere, Guinness and green beer
And a sign in above the bar which says "God Bless All Here"

His guitar sounds like a wardrobe, and it's out of at that
His voice it ranges from a sharp to a flat
He's just "The Holy Ground", ripped apart "Black Velvet Band"
Sang some nights drunk and now he's sunk "The Irish Rover" all hands

'Cause he's a Plastic Paddy, singin' Plastic Paddy songs
in a Plastic Paddy pub that they call The Stone
The publican's a proddy Scot by the name of
Who does not allow collections for the men the wire

He's awful things to "Molly Malone" and "The Farrows of Tralee"
murdered "Carach Fergus" and poor old "Mother Machree"
He's thrashed his way through "Galway Bay" and "The Wild Irish Rose"
and if he starts singing "Danny Boy", I'm punch him in the nose!

He's just a Plastic Paddy, singin' Plastic Paddy
in a Plastic Paddy pub that call The Blarny Stone
Aer Lingus posters everywhere showing pretty Irish scenes
all peaceful and idyllic, and bloody green!

"When Irish Eyes are Smiling" and "The of Mourne"
In a central chich, the man has left no stone unturned
he embarks upon the harp that once through terraced halls
Accompanying on the Bodhrn, which takes a lot of courage

'Cause just a Plastic Paddy, singin' Plastic Paddy songs
in a Plastic Paddy pub that call The Blarny Stone
Now he's just sung in his mother tongue, "The Ancient Curse"
and cleared the pub completely by the verse!

'Cause he's just a Plastic Paddy, singin' Plastic Paddy
He's started singin' "Danny Boy", so time that I was gone
and just one thought comes to my mind, as I stagger through the
Where are you when we need you, Moore?
Where are you when we need you, Moore?

Note: Moore is a popular folk singer in the UK and Europe, but probably not well known in the US.