Dressed then in Green or Irish Lace

Upon the street, some painted face

There’s drummers drumming out the tunes

With children’s smiles with green balloons

Where on the street, the people cheer

As many wave or raise a beer

But, truth be known, upon this day

St Patrick drove the snakes away

Let rosy cheeks then draw the crowd

As bagpipes play the music loud

Within the march, they all then say

How proud they are upon this day

Though your people may not be

Still come out, witness the green

For I have heard so many say

They wish to be Irish if just for this day