It's Saturday night St. Patrick's Day
And all the Boys are out to play
They're searching for a brown eyed girl
To take for a twirl
The Fiddler plays a familiar tune
As all the dancers fill the room
There she be with arms aloft
Long black hair so soft
Raise a glass Boys, raise a glass Boys
It's Paddy's Day on Saturday Night
So raise a glass Boys
Raise a glass Boys, raise a glass Boys
It's Paddy's Day on Saturday Night
So raise a glass boys
You cross the floor to make your move
And pray to God you've got your groove
From afar she catches your eye
So let's give this a try
You arrive alive and say hello
The fiddler rosins up his bow
You smile at her and take your chance
Asking her to dance
Raise a glass Boys, raise a glass Boys
It's Paddy's Day on Saturday Night
So raise a glass Boys
Raise a glass Boys, raise a glass Boys
It's Paddy's Day on Saturday Night
So raise a glass Boys
She's met many a Rover
From Dublin to Dover
But tonight you be dancing
With Kerry from Derry
She grabs your hand, pulls you tight
Sure feels right tonight
Raise a glass Boys, raise a glass Boys
It's Paddy's Day on Saturday Night
So raise a glass Boys
Raise a glass Boys, Raise a glass Boys
It's Paddy's Day on Saturday Night
So raise a glass Boys
Raise a glass Boys, raise a glass Boys
It's Paddy's Day on Saturday Night
So raise a glass Boys