Mis-ter Pa-trick McGinty, an Irishman of note,  
Came into a fortune and he bought himself a goat  
Said he, "Sure of goat milk, I'm aim to have my fill."  
But when he got his nanny home, he found it was a Bill.  

And now all the ladies who live in Kililew  
Are all wearing bustles like their mothers used to do  
They each wear a bolster beneath their petticoat  
And leave the rest to providence and Paddy McGinty's Goat.  

Little Nora McCarthy, the knot was going to tie  
She washed all the bloomers and hung them out to dry  
Along came the Goat and he saw that it was white  
He chewed 'em up to fodder as begun the wedding night.  

"Oh, turn off the gas quick!" she shouted out to Pat  
"Although I'm your bride, sure, I'm not worth looking at!"  
"I had two of everything, I told you when I wrote,  
But now I'm wearing nothing 'cause of Paddy McGinty's Goat!"  

Off the West coast of Ireland one morning there were seen  
As plain as any pikes there's the German submarines  
The Coast Guard Mahooney, he fell into a pit  
Said Paddy McGinty's Goat, "It's time for me to do my bit"  

He dived into the water as frisky as a whale  
Swam around the u-boat, waggin' his little tail  
He upped with his horn and he stuck it in the boat  
And sent the Hun to Heligoland did Paddy McGinty's Goat.  

Now our Paddy's Goat has a wonderous appetite  
One morning for breakfast he ate some dynamite  
A big box of matches he swallowed .. (unintelligible)  
Out he went and swallowed up a quart of parafine  

He sat by the fireside and didn't care a hang  
He swallowed a spark and exploded with a bang  
If you go to heaven, you can bet your dollar note  
The angel who is with you guarded Paddy McGinty's Goat. 

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