歌词
Up to mighty London came an Irish lad one day.
All the streets were paved with gold so everyone was gay,
Singing songs of Piccadilly, strand and Leicester Square,
Till Paddy got excited and he shouted to them there:
It's a long way to Tipperary,
It's a long way to go!
It's a long way to Tipperary,
To the sweetest girl I know!
Goodbye, Piccadilly,
Farewell, Leicester Square!
It's a long long way to Tipperary,
But my heart's right there.
Paddy wrote a letter to his Irish Molly-O',
Saying, "Should you not receive it, write and let me know!"
"If I make mistakes in spelling, Molly, dear," said he,
"Remember, it's the pen that's bad, don't lay the blame on me!
It's a long way to Tipperary,
It's a long way to go.
It's a long way to Tipperary
To the sweetest girl I know!
Goodbye, Piccadilly,
Farewell, Leicester Square!
It's a long long way to Tipperary,
But my heart's right there.
Molly wrote a neat reply to Irish Paddy-O',
Saying "Mike Maloney wants to marry me, and so
Leave the Strand and Piccadilly, or you'll be to blame,
For love has fairly drove me silly, hoping you're the same!"
It's a long way to Tipperary,
It's a long way to go.
It's a long way to Tipperary
To the sweetest girl I know!
Goodbye, Piccadilly,
Farewell, Leicester Square!
It's a long long way to Tipperary,
But my heart's right there.
It's a long long way to Tipperary,
But my heart's right there.