by Johnny Burke (1851-1930), a popular Newfoundland folk song

Oh, the night that Paddy Murphy died, is a night I'll never forget
Some of the boys got roarin' drunk, and some ain't got sober yet;
As long as a bottle was passed around the lads were feelin' gay
O'Leary came with his bagpipes, the music for to play

(Chorus)
And that's how they paid their respects to Paddy Murphy
That's how they showed their honour and their pride
They said it was a sin and a shame and they winked at one another
and every drink in the wakehouse went, the night Pat Murphy died

Mrs. Murphy in the corner, was pourin' out her grief
When Kelly and the lads, the dirty roarin' thieves
They crept into the ante room and a bottle of whiskey stole
They placed the bottle on the corpse to keep the liquor cold

(Chorus)

At eight o'clock in the morning, the procession left the house
And everyone but poor ol' Mrs. Murphy was half soused
They stopped a bit along the way at the Blarney Stone Saloon
They went inside at nine o'clock and didn't leave 'til noon

(Chorus)

Someone asked ol' Finnegan if anyone had died
"No," says he, "I'm not quite sure, I just came for the ride."
They started for the graveyard, then all walkin' in a line,
But when they reached the grave they found, they'd left the corpse behind

(Chorus)

Oh the night that Paddy Murphy died, is a night I'll never forget
Some of the boys got loaded drunk, and some ain't sober yet;
As long as a bottle was passed around the lads were feelin' gay
O'Leary came with the bagpipes, the music for to play

Although made popular again recently by Great Big Sky, I prefer to do a shorter version, removing several verses and sticking closer to the original lyrics in the chorus.