A half a dozen tourists stood outside the Lim'rick bar,
And thought they'd like to take a trip by Irish jaunting car,
They jumped up on the side seats and it started down the street,
But they never saw the character upon the driver's seat.

The Jarvey was a leprechaun and had some magic power,
He toured them thro' the Em'rald Isle at a thousand miles an hour,
A phantom horse was in the shafts and no one was surprised,
For the Jarvey was a leprechaun and he had them hypnotised.

He showed them Connemara on the way to Ireland's eye,
They heard him say that Galway Bay was frozen in July,
He had them kiss the Blarney Stone on Ballybunion Strand,
And a football team from Donegal was Macnamara's band.

The Jarvey was a leprechaun and really took them round,
They went thro'' Tipperary town at twice the speed of sound,
He told them it was Mullingar when passing by Clonmel,
For the Jarvey was a leprechaun and the truth he couldn't tell!

He told them it was Cromwell lost the battle of Clontarf
He said the famous Finn Mac'coul was nothing but a dwarf,
He swore the Giant's Causeway had been in the Phoenix Park,
And it was in Killarney's lakes that Noah built the ark!

The Jarvey was a leprechaun and did the trip so fast,
Although the horse had spouted wings the pace just couldn't last,
He drove them up the airy mountain, down the rushy glen,
And the Jarvey and the passengers were never seen again.