First Night in Cork

[Verse 1]
Landed in Cork with my suitcase and pride
They said, “Pick a pub, let the locals decide”
Door barely opened, I’m kissed on both cheeks
By a fella who’s smelled like stout for three weeks
[Chorus]
It’s my first night in Cork, sure I’ll never go home
They’ve adopted me faster than my mobile phone
They’re callin’ me love, and they’re callin’ me pet
I’ve been here an hour, I’m family yet
Raise it up, sláinte, I’ll sip what you pour
On my first mad night in Cork, I’m Irish by half-past four
[Verse 2]
Barman says, “Girl, will ya take a small drop?”
I nod like I’m grand, then me lungs nearly stop
“This one’s for courage, and this one’s for craic
This one’s for when you can’t find your way back”
[Chorus]
It’s my first night in Cork, sure I’ll never go home
They’ve adopted me faster than my mobile phone
They’re callin’ me love, and they’re callin’ me pet
I’ve been here an hour, I’m family yet
Raise it up, sláinte, I’ll sip what you pour
On my first mad night in Cork, I’m Irish by half-past four
[Bridge]
They taught me “Tiocfaidh ár…” (eh, maybe not yet)
But I nailed “Go on, ya eejit,” so that’s a safe bet
I said “top of the mornin’,” they laughed till they cried
“So you’re the tourist we were promised,” they replied (hey!)
[Chorus]
It’s my first night in Cork, sure I’ll never go home
They’ve adopted me faster than my mobile phone
They’re callin’ me love, and they’re callin’ me pet
If I drink one more, I’ll forget how we met
Raise it up, sláinte, I’ll sip what you pour
On my first wild night in Cork, I’m Irish forevermore

Rowdy Irish pub singalong with female vocals, brushed snare on a stomping 6/8 groove, boomy upright bass, tin whistle leads, and bright fiddle answering the vocal. Verses keep it chatty and close-mic’d; chorus explodes with beer-hall gang vocals and clapping. Brief bodhrán and whistle break before the final chorus for a raucous, hands-around-shoulders finale., female vocals