"The Leprechaun (No Irish Laddie!)" genre: Celtic
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	The Leprechaun is a symbol of old-style thinking of Celtic music. People who are too narrow-minded in their ways to experience a musical renaissance of Celtic music. And though they may belittle it, the renaissance will eventually prevail. On a more frontal glimpse, it's just a fun, silly little ditty that's bound to make ye smile.
	MP3.com CD: Soul of a Harper - buy it! CD: Soul of a Harper   Label: Mage Records Credits: words and music by Marc Gunn; Instruments-Autoharp
	Story Behind the Song Occasionally, we get silly complaints, because we play non-traditional instruments, yet label ourselves Celtic musicians. But as time progresses, our repetoire becomes more and more Celtic and even more so, Irish. This song was written as a response to the traditionalists. You see, I believe that as long as you share your love of the music and a few people might come to appreciate Celtic music half as much as we do, then we've done our jobs. Lyrics For more about the Brobdingnagian Bards, visit http://thebards.net/ or get more free downloads from http://mp3.com/thebards For more about Marc Gunn, Bard, visit his website at http://marcgunn.com/, or learn more about music marketing from http://bardscrier.com/ The Leprechaun (Ah, You're No Irish Laddie!) words and music by Marc Gunn There's a Leprechaun in me head, and I wish that I were dead For I don't think he'll e'er let me be. Oh, he tempts me with his gold, and if I were e'er so bold, I'd strangle him and leave him in the street. Well, he says to me, "Ah, you're no Irish Laddie! And ye call that thing a harp?" But each time I share the lore that I am learning. He hides in shame while my friends they chant. La ta tee, da diddley dee, la ta tee ta tee da La ta tee, da diddley diddley dai La ta tee, da diddley dee, la ta tee ta tee da La ta tee, da diddley diddley dai There's a leprechaun in my room. He swats me with a broom. That's the reason I forget the words of this song. Well, he shows me a four-leaf clover, and before me song is over, It's buried in a bowl of Lucky Charms. Ther'es a leprechaun on the floor, and he says that I'm a bore. He yawns aloud as I sing my song. He feigns one last breathe stolen, but I see his eyes are open. And he's watching me with envy deep inside. There's a leprechaun on a hill, and his gold is buried there. So I grab him by the neck 'fore he gets away. The pot's too heavy, he giggles, so I pinch me just a little, And he thinks he's fooled me as I run away. verse: C C F C C C C G C C F C C C C-GC chorus: F F F C F F F G C C F C C C C-G-C

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