Paddy Doyle The PoacherVerse 1There Is A Man In Our Town,He's A Man Of Great Renown.He Never Goes Out Till The Sun Goes Down,Paddy Doyle The Poacher.Verse 2Well, The Local Squire Is Goin' Mad.A Peaceful Life He's Never Had.He can only blame one lad :Paddy Doyle The Poacher.ChorusFor Snarin' Rabbits, Gaffin' Salmon,Stealin' Chickens, He's Your Man.Shootin' Deer And Pheasants Too,There's No Better In Ireland.Verse 3Well, A Poacher's Life Is Lots O' Fun.The Girls They Love Him Every One.He Lives On His Wits And His Old Shotgun,Paddy Doyle The Poacher.Verse 4Well, The Squire's Age Is Nineteen-Five,And Nobody Knows How He Stays Alive.He Gets All His ExerciseChasin' Doyle The Poacher.ChorusFor Snarin' Rabbits, Gaffin' Salmon,Stealin' Chickens, He's Your Man.Shootin' Deer And Pheasants Too,There's No Better In Ireland.Verse 5Well, They Seek Him Here, They Seek Him There.They Seek That Bastard Everywhere.He's Sly As A Fox, Fast As A Hare,Paddy Doyle The Poacher.
