Potatoe Fields

Here's to me and here's to you, if you don't like me Then f*ck you and here's to me Hey there laddie, what do you think you're doing? Nothing. Looks like you're doing something Hey, come over here. Let me see you without your mask on Come on, take off your mask, you're already in trouble Huh, it's just what I thought. You're Irish, I can tell It's in your energy and your attitude, your swagger Ha! You're lucky. Ten, twenty years ago, you'd a been locked up straight away But guess what lad? Today's your lucky day I came from potato fields. I took on sour mash Now you know how the whiskey feels when you're Irish We enjoying the crash Gangs of New York pinched, cause no green I've discovered many truths about these here roots, toots, troops Black boots steel toes steel toes Without us, there ain't no gold at the end of the rainbow Without us there ain't no rainbows Without us Without us there ain't no rainbows Without us Without us there ain't no rainbows I came from potato fields. I took on sour mash Now you know how the whiskey feels when you're Irish We enjoying the crash Gangs of New York pinched, cause no green I've discovered many truths about these here roots, toots, troops Black boots steel toes steel toes Without us, there ain't no gold at the end of the rainbow Without us there ain't no rainbows Without us