Annie was a beautiful waitress at the local pub who slept with every guy in town, never the same one twice. Then she had a baby.

The song tells the story of Annie was a beautiful lass who worked as a waitress at the local Irish pub. Annie had this one weakness: men. She slept with every guy in town and never the same one twice. Then one day she had a baby and nobody knew who's i

This song did not even exist when we decided on the name of the album. We had to come up with a title song, after the fact, that lived up to both the name and the attitude. More than one idea was passed around before this one arrived and resonated. Mark

Who's Yer Paddy
Lyrics by Leeann Mackey
Music by The Brazen Heads

Annie was a village gem with a tiny little vice
She loved the men both far and wide but never shagged one twice
Then one September morning she had a gorgeous baby girl
Mary as she's known to all with here ringlets and her curls

Oh Annie, come on come on come on Annie
Tell us all who's the daddy
Tell us all who's yer paddy!

The rouse and ruckshans that commenced about young Annie's sprog
Was it your man from Castle Glen or the bollox from up the bog
Could it be the butcher the baker or the doc
The speculation was intense, who wound up Annie's clock

Chorus

The baby's eyes they twinkled they seemed so full of life
Reminded me of that Derrick Boyce but don't go tell his wife
Her fingers were the image of Pat the baker's hands
Or maybe Dennis O'Donnell who's a roadie for the band

Chorus

Annie wasn't sharin, the name of Mary's Daa
And even though the lads took bets it didn't get us far
I guess we'll have to wait till Mary grows a while
But one things for certain, there's a paddy in the pile!

Chorus