For fun and diversion we have met together

I tell ya from Waterford hither we came

We crossed the big ocean in dark stormy weather

Our pockets were light and our hearts were the same

Sad at leaving old Ireland we're once more on dry land

By the roadside a tavern I chanced for to spy

And as I was meltin' me pockets I felt in

For the price of a drink I was mortally dry

For we arе the boys of such fun and such eloquencе

Drinking and dancing and all other joys

For ructions, destructions, diversions, and divilment

Who's to compare with The Waterford Boys?

In the tavern I rolled in, the landlord he strolled in

"Good morrow", says he and says I, "If ya please

Will ya give me a bed and then bring me some bread

And a bottle of porter and a small piece of cheese? "

My bread and cheese ended I then condescended

To take my repose sure I bade him goodnight

When under me clothes I was trying to doze

First I stuck in my toes and then popped out the light

Well I wasn't long sleeping when I heard something creeping

And gnawing and chawing around the bed post

My breath I suspended but the noise never ended

Thinks I; "You have damnable claws for a ghost"

Now to make myself easy for I felt rather lazy

Well over me head I again pulled me cloth

When, "Moses what's that? Sure a great big jack-rat

With one leap from the floor jumped right up to me nose. "

For we are the boys of such fun and such eloquence

Drinking and dancing and all other joys

For ructions, destructions, diversions, and divilment

Who's to compare with The Waterford Boys?

Well I reached for a hobnail and made him a bobtail

And wrestled with rats to the clear light of day

When the landlord came in and he said with a grin

"For your supper and bed you've five shillings to pay"

"Five shillings for what? Now don't be disgracing yourself"

Says I to the rogue if you please

"Well, I can't sleep with these rats

you've the divil's own face on ya

To charge me five shillings for dry bread and cheese. "

Oh the landlord went raring and lifting and tearing

He jumped through the window and he kicked in the door

When he could go no further he roared, "Míle murder

These rats they are eating me up by the store. "

"Sure they sleep in me stable they eat from me table

They've wrestled me dogs and they've killed all me cats, "

"Truth then, " says I, "you give me those five shillings

And I'll tell you a way to get rid of the rats. "

"I will then, " says he, "we'll invite them to supper

And dry bread and cheese lay before them be sure

Never mind if they're willing

but charge them five shillings

And divil the rat will you ever see more. "

For we are the boys of such fun and such eloquence

Drinking and dancing and all other joys

For ructions, destructions, diversions, and divilment

Who's to compare with The Waterford Boys?

For we are the boys of such fun and such eloquence

Drinking and dancing and all other joys

For ructions, destructions, diversions, and divilment

Who's to compare with The Waterford Boys?