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An Irish Pub song
The Rumjacks Lyrics


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There's a county map to go on the wall
A hurling stick & a shinty ball
The bric, the brac, the craic and all
Let's call it an Irish pub
Caffreys, Harp, Kilkenny on tap
The Guinness pie and that cabbage crap
The ideal wannabe Paddy trap
We'll call it an Irish pub

Whale, oil, beef, hooked! I swear upon the holy book
The only craic you'll get is a slap in the ear
Whale, oil, beef, hooked! I'll up and burst yer filthy mug
If you draw one more shamrock in me beer

We'll raise the price o' beer a dollar
We'll make 'em wear a shirt and collar
We'll fly a bloody tri-colour
And call it an Irish pub
Jager bombs and double shots
The underagers think it's tops
We'll spike the drinks and pay the cops
We got us an Irish pub

The quick one in the filthy bog
The partin' glass across the lug
O' the lady-O, the dirty dog
We got us an Irish pub
It's over to me and over to you
We'll skip along the Avenue
And who the hell is Ronnie Drew?
We got us an Irish pub

Whale, oil, beef, hooked! I swear upon the holy book
The only craic you'll get is a slap in the ear
Whale, oil, beef, hooked! I'll up and burst yer filthy mug
If you draw one more shamrock in me beer

Plasma screens and neon lights
Kara-farkin-oke nights
The bouncers they can pick the fights
We'll call it an Irish pub
Plastic cups, a polished floor
We'll hose the blood right out the door
And let the knucklers back for more
We got us an Irish pub

Whale, oil, beef, hooked! I swear upon the holy book
The only craic you'll get is a slap in the ear
Whale, oil, beef, hooked! I'll up and burst yer filthy mug
If you draw one more shamrock in me beer

Oh top o' the mornin', Garryowen
Kiss me I'm Irish, Molly Malone
Failte, Slainte, Pog ma thon
We got us an Irish pub
Spike the punch and strip the willow
Strike me up the rakes o' Mallow
The Liffey never ran so shallow
We got us an Irish pub

Whale, oil, beef, hooked! I swear upon the holy book
The only craic you'll get is a slap in the ear
Whale, oil, beef, hooked! I'll up and burst yer filthy mug
If you draw one more shamrock in me beer

Overall Meaning

In "An Irish Pub Song," The Rumjacks celebrate the lively atmosphere of what they describe as "an Irish pub." Throughout the song, the band lists a range of features that one might expect to find in such a pub, from county maps on the wall to hurling sticks and shinty balls. They also mention a range of Irish beers and dishes, including Harp, Kilkenny, Caffreys, Guinness pie, and cabbage.


Despite its upbeat tone, the song also includes a few lines of warning for those who might not behave properly in the pub. The lines "Whale, oil, beef, hooked! I swear upon the holy book / The only craic you'll get is a slap in the ear" suggest that troublemakers might not be welcomed with open arms. The chorus emphasizes this message, with the perhaps tongue-in-cheek threat of physical violence for anyone who messes with the singer's drink.


Despite its satirical tone, "An Irish Pub Song" reflects a genuine love for the traditional Irish pub environment. The rapid-fire lyrics and catchy melody make it a favorite of audiences around the world.


Line by Line Meaning

There's a county map to go on the wall
A map of the county to hang on the wall as decoration


A hurling stick & a shinty ball
Sports equipment such as a hurling stick and shinty ball for patrons to use and play with


The bric, the brac, the craic and all
Various knick-knacks and miscellaneous items displayed around the pub, creating a lively and fun atmosphere


Let's call it an Irish pub
An establishment designed to recreate the ambiance of an Irish pub


Caffreys, Harp, Kilkenny on tap
A selection of popular Irish beers and ales available on tap


The Guinness pie and that cabbage crap
Typical Irish dishes like Guinness pie and cabbage served to give patrons a taste of traditional cuisine


The ideal wannabe Paddy trap
A pub designed to appeal to those who want to experience traditional Irish culture, even if it is not entirely authentic


We'll call it an Irish pub
The establishment will be named as an Irish pub for added appeal and authenticity


Whale, oil, beef, hooked! I swear upon the holy book
An exclamation to indicate anger or frustration


The only craic you'll get is a slap in the ear
The only entertainment or enjoyment available here involves violence or unpleasantness


Whale, oil, beef, hooked! I'll up and burst yer filthy mug
Another angry exclamation aimed at someone's behavior in the pub


If you draw one more shamrock in me beer
If you continue to make false gestures aimed at seeming Irish, you will be punished


We'll raise the price o' beer a dollar
Increase the price of beer to make greater profit


We'll make 'em wear a shirt and collar
A dress code will be enforced to promote a certain image or clientele


We'll fly a bloody tri-color
The Irish flag will be flown, adding to the atmosphere of the pub


And call it an Irish pub
Name the establishment as an Irish pub for added authenticity


Jager bombs and double shots
Serving popular alcoholic drinks such as Jager bombs and double shots as a way to attract patrons


The underagers think it's tops
Underage patrons are drawn to the pub despite it being illegal for them to drink there


We'll spike the drinks and pay the cops
The pub will offer illegal substances in drinks and pay off the police to avoid punishment


We got us an Irish pub
The establishment has been designed as an authentic Irish pub


The quick one in the filthy bog
Enjoying a quick drink while using the restroom


The partin' glass across the lug
Hearing loss due to loud music and rowdy patrons


O' the lady-O, the dirty dog
Singing a bawdy song about a promiscuous woman


We got us an Irish pub
The establishment continues to be described as an authentic Irish pub


It's over to me and over to you
Taking turns buying rounds of drinks among friends


We'll skip along the Avenue
Walking down the street together while enjoying drinks and conversation


And who the hell is Ronnie Drew?
Jokingly asking who a highly regarded Irish musician is, as a way of acknowledging the culture


Whale, oil, beef, hooked! I swear upon the holy book
Another angry exclamation, used in playful jest


The only craic you'll get is a slap in the ear
Continued violent behavior will not be tolerated


Whale, oil, beef, hooked! I'll up and burst yer filthy mug
Protesting bad behavior with humor and mild aggression


If you draw one more shamrock in me beer
Repeating the earlier threat with playful humor


Plasma screens and neon lights
Modern features such as multiple televisions and neon lights as decoration


Kara-farkin-oke nights
Karaoke nights offered as additional entertainment


The bouncers they can pick the fights
Security personnel are responsible for maintaining order at the pub


We'll call it an Irish pub
Despite the modern features and entertainment, the establishment continues to be named and marketed as an Irish pub


Plastic cups, a polished floor
Using non-traditional materials such as plastic cups and polished floors as part of the pub's design


We'll hose the blood right out the door
Violence is not uncommon in the pub, but staff quickly deal with it to maintain the ambiance


And let the knucklers back for more
Allowing rowdy patrons back into the pub after they have been ejected


We got us an Irish pub
Reiterating that despite the modern changes to the pub, it is still marketed as and named as an Irish pub


Oh top o' the mornin', Garryowen
Saying hello or good morning and acknowledging the Irish heritage of the pub


Kiss me I'm Irish, Molly Malone
Jokingly referencing the stereotypical image of Irish people and an Irish folk song character


Failte, Slainte, Pog ma thon
Traditional Irish greetings and cheers among patrons


We got us an Irish pub
Offering an authentic Irish experience despite some modern features and changes


Spike the punch and strip the willow
Dancing and enjoying drinks with friends to traditional Irish music


Strike me up the rakes o' Mallow
Requesting the musicians to play a particular Irish folk tune


The Liffey never ran so shallow
A joke about the Liffey River in Dublin being too shallow to support fish, indicating the pub's light-hearted atmosphere


We got us an Irish pub
Reiterating that the establishment is designed to be an authentic Irish pub experience, regardless of modern additions


Whale, oil, beef, hooked! I swear upon the holy book
Ending the song with another playful exclamation to indicate fun and joking animosity


The only craic you'll get is a slap in the ear
A final warning that violence at the pub will not be tolerated


Whale, oil, beef, hooked! I'll up and burst yer filthy mug
A humorous and playful way to end the song, invoking a sense of camaraderie among pub-goers


If you draw one more shamrock in me beer
Final warning to anyone who might be misbehaving that they are on notice




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
Written by: Adam Paul Kenny, Anthony Craig Matters, Francis Downie Maclaughlin, Gabriel Noel Whitbourne

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@emdoub

There's a county map to go on the wall
A hurling stick & a shinty ball
The bric, the brac, the craic & all
Lets call it an Irish pub
Caffreys, Harp, Kilkenny on tap
The Guinness pie & that cabbage crap
The ideal wannabee Paddy trap
We'll call it an Irish pub
Whale, oil, beef, hooked! I swear upon the holy book
The only 'craic' you'll get is a slap in the ear
Whale, oil, beef, hooked! I'll up & burst yer filthy mug
If you draw one more shamrock in me beer!
We'll raise the price o' beer a dollar
We'll make em wear a shirt & collar
We'll fly a bloody tri-colour
And call it an Irish pub
Jager bombs & double shots
The underagers think its tops
We'll spike the drinks & pay the cops
We got us an Irish pub
The quick one in the filthy bog
The partin' glass across the lug
O' the lady-O, the dirty dog
We got us an Irish pub
It's over to me and over to you
We'll skip along the Avenue
And who t'hell is Ronnie Drew?
We got us an Irish pub
Plasma screens & neon lights
Kara-farkin-oke nights
The bouncers they can pick the fights
We'll call it an Irish pub
Plastic cups, a polished floor
We'll hose the blood right out the door
And let the knucklers back for more
We got us an Irish pub
Oh top o' the mornin', Garryowen
Kiss me I'm Irish, Molly Malone
Failte, Slainte, Pog ma thon
We got us an Irish pub
Spike the punch & strip the willow
Strike me up the rakes o' Mallow
The Liffey never ran so shallow
We got us an Irish pub



@kittehfaux7159

In case anybody was confused

There's a county map to go on the wall
A hurling stick & a shinty ball
The bric, the brac, the craic and all
Let's call it an Irish pub
Caffreys, Harp, Kilkenny on tap
The Guinness pie and that cabbage crap
The ideal wannabe Paddy trap
We'll call it an Irish pub
Whale, oil, beef, hooked! I swear upon the holy book
The only craic you'll get is a slap in the ear
Whale, oil, beef, hooked! I'll up and burst yer filthy mug
If you draw one more shamrock in me beer
We'll raise the price o' beer a dollar
We'll make 'em wear a shirt and collar
We'll fly a bloody tri-colour
And call it an Irish pub
Jager bombs and double shots
The underagers think it's tops
We'll spike the drinks and pay the cops
We got us an Irish pub
The quick one in the filthy bog
The partin' glass across the lug
O' the lady-O, the dirty dog
We got us an Irish pub
It's over to me and over to you
We'll skip along the Avenue
And who the hell is Ronnie Drew?
We got us an Irish pub
Whale, oil, beef, hooked! I swear upon the holy book
The only craic you'll get is a slap in the ear
Whale, oil, beef, hooked! I'll up and burst yer filthy mug
If you draw one more shamrock in me beer
Plasma screens and neon lights
Kara-farkin-oke nights
The bouncers they can pick the fights
We'll call it an Irish pub
Plastic cups, a polished floor
We'll hose the blood right out the door
And let the knucklers back for more
We got us an Irish pub
Whale, oil, beef, hooked! I swear upon the holy book
The only craic you'll get is a slap in the ear
Whale, oil, beef, hooked! I'll up and burst yer filthy mug
If you draw one more shamrock in me beer
Oh top o' the mornin', Garryowen
Kiss me I'm Irish, Molly Malone
Failte, Slainte, Pog ma thon
We got us an Irish pub
Spike the punch and strip the willow
Strike me up the rakes o' Mallow
The Liffey never ran so shallow
We got us an Irish pub
Whale, oil, beef, hooked! I swear upon the holy book
The only craic you'll get is a slap in the ear
Whale, oil, beef, hooked! I'll up and burst yer filthy mug
If you draw one more shamrock in me beer



@cuprus17

If anyone wants the lyrics here they are


There's a county map to go on the wall
A hurling stick & a shinty ball
The bric, the brac, the craic & all
Lets call it an Irish pub
Caffreys, Harp, Kilkenny on tap
The Guinness pie & that cabbage crap
The ideal wannabee Paddy trap
We'll call it an Irish pub

Well i'll be fucked! I swear upon the holy book
The only 'craic' you'll get is a slap in the ear
Well i'll be fucked! I'll up & burst yer filthy mug
If you draw one more shamrock in me beer!

We'll raise the price o' beer a dollar
We'll make em wear a shirt & collar
We'll fly a bloody tri-colour
And call it an Irish pub
Jager bombs & double shots
The underagers think its tops
We'll spike the drinks & pay the cops
We got us an Irish pub.

The quick one in the filthy bog
The partin' glass across the lug
O' the lady-O, the dirty dog
We got us an Irish pub
It's over to me and over to you
We'll skip along the Avenue
And who t'hell is Ronnie Drew?
We got us an Irish pub.

Well i'll be fucked! I swear upon the holy book
The only 'craic' you'll get is a slap in the ear
Well i'll be fucked! I'll up & burst yer filthy mug
If you draw one more shamrock in me beer!

Plasma screens & neon lights
Kara-farkin-oke nights
The bouncers they can pick the fights
We'll call it an Irish pub
Plastic cups, a polished floor
We'll hose the blood right out the door
And let the knucklers back for more
We got us an Irish pub

Well i'll be fucked! I swear upon the holy book
The only 'craic' you'll get is a slap in the ear
Well i'll be fucked! I'll up & burst yer filthy mug
If you draw one more shamrock in me beer!

Oh top o' the mornin', Garryowen
Kiss me I'm Irish, Molly Malone
Failte, Slainte, Pog ma thon
We got us an Irish pub
Spike the punch & strip the willow
Strike me up the rakes o' Mallow
The Liffey never ran so shallow
We got us an Irish pub.
Well i'll be fucked! I swear upon the holy book
The only 'craic' you'll get is a slap in the ear
Whale, oil, beef, hooked! I'll up & burst yer filthy mug
If you draw one more shamrock in me beer!



@Montgomery443

Once upon a time in the kingdom of Heaven, God went missing for seven days. Eventually, Michael the archangel found him. He inquired of God, “where were you?”

God sighed a deep sigh of satisfaction and proudly pointed downwards through the clouds; “look son, look what I’m after making”.

Archangel Michael looked puzzled and asked, “what is it?”

God replied, “it’s another planet but I’m after putting LIFE on it. I’ve named it earth and there’s going to be a balance between everything on it. For example, there’s North America and South America. North America is going to be rich and South America is going to be poor. Now look over here. I’ve put a continent of whites in the north and another one of blacks in the south.

And then the archangel said, “and what’s that green dot there?”

And God said “ahhh that’s the Emerald Isle – that’s a very special place. That’s going to be the most glorious spot on earth; Beautiful mountains, lakes, rivers, streams, and an exquisite coast line. These people here are going to be great fun and they’re going to be found travelling the world. They’ll be playwrights and poets and singers and songwriters. And I’m going to give them this black liquid which they’re going to go mad on and for which people will come from the far corners of the earth to imbibe.”

Michael the Archangel gasped in wonder and admiration but then seeming startled, he proclaimed: “Hold on a second, what about the BALANCE, you said there was going to be a balance… “

And God replied wisely:

“Wait until you see the bastards I’m putting next door to them!”



All comments from YouTube:

@Canalnameyouhappy

This song makes me proud of being Irish, which is interesting since I am Spanish.

@Lexidragon

Lol

@adelheydcamejo1830

Same bruh... But I'm latin

@serviasvonwulfe9357

same im part irish and def am a ginger so XD

@Daniel-um9ye

Lol

@ArielRSt

Makes me proud as well, which is also interesting since I'm brazilian.

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@kennylloyd7645

If you drink rum before 10 AM you're not an alcoholic, you are a pirate

@justaffa

the one and the only seafood that i like xD

@fish3977

so, I should keep it to rum untill 5 pm to not be an alcholic? got it!

@russelllamb5729

Kenny Lloyd you make me feel better about the depressant i prefer lol

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