FiddleFolk - That Fuckin' Word Lyrics

Oh, gather 'round, me hearty lads, and hear the tale we sing
Of a word so grand and mighty, it could mean 'most anything
From the fields of green Kilkenny, to the shores of Galway Bay
We raise a pint and shout aloud, in this merry Irish way
F*ckin' here, f*ckin' there, f*ckin' up and down the square
In the pub and on the street, it's the word that's oh so sweet
F*ckin' grand, f*ckin' fine, f*ckin' cheers with friends and wine
Singin' loud for all to hear, the versatile f*ckin' word we cheer
When the cows won't give their milk, and the hens won't lay an egg
We shout "Oh f*ckin' hell!" and give the ground a playful peg
When the rain it pours for days, and the sun it hides away
We say "Well f*ck me sideways, lads, it's a feckin' rainy day!"
F*ckin' here, f*ckin' there, f*ckin' up and down the square
In the pub and on the street, it's the word that's oh so sweet
F*ckin' grand, f*ckin' fine, f*ckin' cheers with friends and wine
Singin' loud for all to hear, the versatile f*ckin' word we cheer
So raise your glass, you jolly lot, and toast to f*ckin' luck
For in this life of ups and downs, we often find we're stuck
But with a hearty "f*ck it all," we push on through the fray
For the Irish spirit conquers all, with a feckin' bold hooray
F*ckin' here, f*ckin' there, f*ckin' up and down the square
In the pub and on the street, it's the word that's oh so sweet
F*ckin' grand, f*ckin' fine, f*ckin' cheers with friends and wine
Singin' loud for all to hear, the versatile f*ckin' word we cheer
When the love you seek is distant, and your heart it feels so sore
You say "Oh f*ckin' Jaysus, I can't take this anymore"
But then she smiles and whispers, with a twinkle in her eye
"Ah, f*ck it, come here darlin', let's give love another try!"
F*ckin' here, f*ckin' there, f*ckin' up and down the square
In the pub and on the street, it's the word that's oh so sweet
F*ckin' grand, f*ckin' fine, f*ckin' cheers with friends and wine
Singin' loud for all to hear, the versatile f*ckin' word we cheer
So here's to all the feckin' lads and lasses far and near
With a f*ckin' smile and a hearty laugh, we'll share another beer
For in this land of shamrocks, where the leprechauns do play
The word "f*ck" it brings us all together, in a jolly Irish way
F*ckin' here, f*ckin' there, f*ckin' up and down the square
In the pub and on the street, it's the word that's oh so sweet
F*ckin' grand, f*ckin' fine, f*ckin' cheers with friends and wine
Singin' loud for all to hear, the versatile f*ckin' word we cheer