Upbeat Irish Rock song about a rowdy character who is no gentleman... he drinks, swears and fights but you got to love him! In the vein of Flogging Molly, Dropkick Murphys, Mumford and Sons, The Pogues, Dubliners... PRO RECORDING
The place where he was born was never on a map
And if you ever went, you wouldn’t be coming back
His mother put him out at only eight years old
With a sack of dirty rags and a blessing for his soul
Elroy McGregor (Elroy McGregor), he’s no gentleman
He’s always in a fight or breaking a lady’s heart
He sleeps all the morning and stays up all the night
He swears like a sailor and he drinks like ten
Oh, Elroy McGregor (E McG), he’s no gentleman
He roamed in all the land, fending for himself
Grew up mean and strong, fearing God and no one else
Not was ever built a prison could hold him in its walls
Nor was ever born the woman could hold him in her charms
Elroy McGregor, etc.
Too-ra-lee, too-ra-loo
Toora lee, too-ra-lee-doo
Too-ra-lee, too-ra-loo
Toora lee, too-ra-lee-doo
Alone in the country when my father died
I surely hoped the last of my tears had been cried
But the bastard citizens of this wretched land
Stole all my possessions, and then bashed me in the head
That’s when Elroy McGregor found me in a ditch
And though he’s no doctor, he’s quite clever with a stitch
He took me in his home and patched me good as new
Then he went to get my money and only had to kill a few!
Elroy McGregor, etc…
INSTRUMENTAL
He’s always in a fight or breaking a lady’s heart
He sleeps all the morning and stays up all the night
He swears like a sailor and he drinks like ten
Oh, Elroy McGregor (E McG ___)
Elroy McGregor… There’s no better man!
Too-ra-lee, too-ra-loo, etc.