Two thousand years have come and gone Many stories hymns and songs Saint Patrick to our shores he came He was slaved in chains On bended knee God takes his hand Spread his word throughout this land With the holy trinity we will be saved We pray to our father Off to the wars our soldiers called Armed with shamrock good luck to all To keep them from harm they will wear their green Luck of the Irish Where on earth did that phrase come from? Luck of the Irish Never knowing what tomorrow will become We've been beaten, burned, and enslaved Starved from the lands where our fathers dug their graves Never losing faith we have fought for every mile Still no matter where you go you'll always find an Irish smile Luck of the Irish Many lands their admiration we have won Luck of the Irish Many languages of love we have become We've been beaten, burned, and enslaved Starved from the lands where our fathers dug their graves Never losing faith we have fought for every mile Still no matter where you go you'll always find an Irish smile Luck of the Irish Around the world so many millions, we are one Luck of the Irish I pray our ancestors are proud of what we've done We've been beaten, burned, and enslaved Starved from the lands where our fathers dug their graves Never losing faith we have fought for every mile Still no matter where you go you'll always find an Irish smile