Collection of Irish Song Lyrics
Isn't It Grand Boys?
1. Well look at the coffin, with its golden handles
2. Well look at the mourners, all bloody hippocrites
3. Well look at the widow, the bloody great female
4. Well look at the flowers, all bloody wilted
5. Well look at the preacher, all bloody sanctimonious
Isn't it grand boy's, to be bloody well dead
Let's not have a snivel, let's have a bloody good cry
and always remember the longer you live
the sooner you bloody well die
