Lirik Two Shillelagh O'Sullivan
Two Shillelagh O'Sullivan - Bing Crosby (平克·劳斯)/The Kingsmen/Vienna Art Orchestra/Raymond Wallace
Two Shillelagh O'Sullivan
He'd give any man a go
Two Shillelagh O'Sullivan
There's many a man that rode a horse across the western
Plain There's never been one like the Irishman
O'Sullivan was his name
He never packed a shooting iron
The need he never felt
With two shillelaghs always hanging there
A'hanging on his belt
O yippee ki yi oh me bucko
B'gorrah an yippee ki yo
Two Shillelagh O'Sullivan
He'd give any man a go
Har the shillelagh
Har the shillelagh
You know we call it the Tipperary rifle
You never have to reload it
This bronco-busting Irishman
From the heart of Erin's Isle it was after living peaceful like
He always wore a smile
But when the smile was leaving him
In a fight he'd
Come unwound Bad cess for any crossing him
They'd wind up on the ground
O yippee ki yi oh me bucko
B'gorrah an yippee ki yo
Two Shillelagh O'Sullivan
He'd give any man a go
Why he was so strong was Sullivan
He could put his right hand in his own left pocket
And hold himself out at arm's
Length No man could do that
It's O'Sullivan I'm talking
About Oh well he could
At throwing the rope for branding calf
He was a mighty man
At throwing his two shillelaghs now
The fastest in the land
T'would be a sad mistake me boys
To reach for a 44
Before you could get the hammer cocked
He'd have you on
The floor
O yippee ki yi oh me bucko
B'gorrah an yippee ki yo
Two Shillelagh O'Sullivan
He'd give any man a go
Did you know O'Sullivan played the Irish Harp
No Oh sure and he did
He put 75 strings on his two shillelaghs
He'd stretch them out 24 feet
And he had four leprechauns
Dancing on them to make the music
Oh the wonder of it
Sure and he would charm the coyotes out of the hills
Across the range from morn 'til night
He rode for days
And days
A'fixin' fences here and there
And a picking
Up the strays
A cattle spread he really built
As big as Ireland
Where he could range a million head
And a
Shamrock be his brand
O yippee ki yi oh me buko
B'gorrah an yippee ki yo
Two Shillelagh O'Sullivan
He'd give any man a go
A bit of his lip he back of his hand
And the toe of his shoe to boot
Oh Two Shillelagh O'Sullivan
Now if you're ever riding through the sagebrush wilderness
And you suddenly come upon acres and acres of shamrock sprinkled with stardust
Well you'll be after knowing
That you've just arrived at the O Sullivan spread
Known has the Lazy Leprachauns
Stop in won't you
Sure and they'll give you a belt of Bushmill's