Текст песни Potatoes

Ah the cool green grass rolled across the foggy hills As i made my way back to my irish lass She laid in wait for the man who went away On the table was the food that filled my past Potatoes potatoes Potatoes boiled and fried Potatoes potatoes Enough to make you cry Potatoes potatoes Potatoes piled high Potatoes with whiskey on the side 'twas a cold winter's morning when my bonnie said to me Let's board a sip and sail across the sea Now don't fret my darling it won't be very long We'll have some potatoes by the dawn Potatoes potatoes Potatoes boiled and fried Potatoes potatoes Enough to make you cry Potatoes potatoes Potatoes piled high Potatoes with whiskey on the side Came home to my little ones they were filled with fear Sat down to eat, cleaned out my ear The misses came in with a stewed tomato I said 'no thanks, colleen, i'll have a potato If it's all the same to you' Potatoes potatoes Potatoes boiled and fried Potatoes potatoes Enough to make you cry Potatoes potatoes Potatoes piled high Potatoes with whiskey on the side Potatoes in the morning, potatoes in the night Potatoes in the evening, potatoes by the light Mcteagle, mick jagger, mcnugget, we agree Potatoes and beer are good enough for me Potatoes potatoes Potatoes boiled and fried Potatoes potatoes Enough to make you cry Potatoes potatoes Potatoes piled high Potatoes with whiskey on the side