As I smoke me pipe,
The old fashioned type
Some lass tried to swipe
Me pot o' gold and run away.

So I drop me pipe
Eager to try out my
Disappearing act and
Reappear along the way.

This conjuring trick
'Tis me special magic.
Yet, I see her not.
This lass be extremely slick.

Where, oh where
Did she go
When she left
The rainbow?

Looting all me gold
This is getting old.
She took me pot. Took me pot.
Searching far and wide.
Shillings are me pride.
She took me pot. Took me pot.

Through the entire day,
I was led astray.
Now it's safe to say
She got away with me gold.

Now that it's gone,
This here Leprechaun
Will create a song
About how someone took his pot.


I dedicate
This hard rock remake
To the Leprechauns
Who with me relate
On this issue.

I don't know
'Bout me luck.
I feel like
One big schmuck.

'Tis not really fun
Lass is on the run.
She took me pot. Took me pot.
I will get it back.
'Tis the time to act.
She took me pot. (It's not fair.)

Day by day. Night by night.
Always am I saddened with no gold to bite.
It's making me mad. And it gets really sad.
Thief. Crook. Bandit.

Lass. On the run.
I'm not done with my fun.
Why you run, girl?
You're messing with another world.

I will cause a dilemma.
Toss and twirl.
This is the action I'll take.
Watching you ache.
Me gold you better give for your own selfish sake.

You best take care of your health.
I am real sorry, but I need me wealth.

Found me share...
Things can work...
I found me pot...found me pot.