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Keltic Cowboys - Kiss My Irish Ass

Oh the church bells are ringin' in the schoolyard,
And we all went out those days
The bully said "Mick would you fancy a rumble?"
I said "Yes, it's time to play!"

Oh the nuns and the priests they grabbed their Rosaries
As they pulled our bodies apart.
The bully said "Mick you lost the fight, but you gained my respect!
You fight with so much heart!"

We're as stubborn as mules
With our blood on fire
When we ain't at Sunday mass.
We'll look any man straight in his eyes and say
Kiss my Irish ass!
You better kiss my Irish ass!

Oh the husbands and wives, they had a neighborhood pack
They called the Mackey's White Trash behind our backs (White Trash!)
I was way too young to understand that
But if I did, I'd have given it right back.

Oh me dad, he be drunk on the lawn,
Yelling and screaming like he do.
Sometimes my old man felt what he was feeling,
Sometimes Mr. Mackey spoke the truth.

We're as stubborn as mules
With our blood on fire
When we ain't at Sunday mass.
We'll look any man straight in his eyes and say
Kiss my Irish ass!
You better kiss my Irish ass!

Oh me grandpa passed through Ellis Island,
From the greatest of the motherlands.
For he worked, provided for his family
He was a dedicated welding man.
And he knew right from wrong like day and night.
He could whip any fool in a bare knuckle fight.
He talked of country like he preached of God,
One hell of an Irishman!

We're as stubborn as mules
With our blood on fire
When we ain't at Sunday mass.
We'll look any man straight in his eyes and say
Kiss my Irish ass!
You better kiss my Irish ass!

Oooohh, I'm of a distant relation to John Redmond.
He was one of the greatest Irish Rebels of his day.
One bastrard to another, and on down the line.
This is what my son will say:

We're as stubborn as mules
With our blood on fire
When we ain't at Sunday mass.
We'll look any man straight in his eyes and say
Kiss my Irish ass!
We're as stubborn as mules
With our blood on fire
When we ain't at Sunday mass.
We'll look any man straight in his eyes and say
Kiss my Irish ass!
You better kiss my Irish ass!