

{bagpipe
melody, low-pass filter sweep} {distant 808 sub bass swells} (hahaha) (yeah) {trap
hi-hat roll} Good luck clover on the hillside green Fastest lane you
have ever seen
Four leaves spinning on an gold chain link
Raise up a glass,
don't you dare blink {bouncy 808 bass,
drill-style sliding sub bass,
high-pitched bagpipe riff} Walking the cobble with luck in my pocket Launching
the sound like a runaway rocket From Dublin to Galway we making
the noise Slamming the beat with the local boys No luck of
the draw, we just earn the crown Bouncing the suspension through the
town
{half-time snare pattern, solo acoustic uilleann pipes
backing} I feel the wind rising up from the coast
Toast to the ones who have done the most
(sláinte) {stuttering hi-hats, building snare roll} Good luck clover on the hillside
green Fastest lane you have ever seen
Four leaves spinning on an gold chain link
Raise up a glass,
don't you dare blink
{bouncy 808
bass, full-energy drop, bagpipe lead hook} We don't need wishing wells,
we make our own way
Counting the blessings on rainy days
Under the gray skies the green pastures grow
But the bass in the trunk is about to blow (boom)
{sliding sub-bass, rapid hi-hat hats,
distant whistle melody}
Good luck clover
(yeah) Spin it over
{bagpipes fade out slowly} {isolated 808 bass drum
tap} {tape stop effect}