From the recording Side by Side - Side 1
An homage to St Brigid - she could heal the sick, she could cure the lame but she could also turn water into beer: Ahhh Bridgid you're a saint
Lyrics
St Bridget
St Bridget of Kildare
She was born in the County of Lough
Back in the day, just a slip of a lass
But my, she's a legend now
Like the blossoming bud of a rose
She burst forth on the first day of spring
Her father tried to sell her to slavery
He even tried to sell her to the King
But that monarch
He was a wise man
It took just one look at her face
To see he was gazing at purity
Ah Bridget, a figure of grace
Bridget you're a saint
Chaste, moral and pure
You can cure the blind
We know that for sure
You lived your life as a virgin
Held your chastity dear
But that's not the half of it
Because you could turn water to beer
You could turn water to beer
Ah Bridget you're a saint
He chanced upon men riddled with Hansens
Their bodies battered frail
She drew rancid water from the lepers' bath
And in minutes had turned it to ale
And she then did the same for the clerics
Who fell to their knees to beg
"Bridget, please brew for our Masses"
She did it with just one keg
Ah Bridget you're a saint
Chaste, moral and pure
You could cure the blind
We know that for sure
You lived your life as a virgin
Held your chastity dear
But that's not the half of it
Because you could turn water to beer
Yes you could turn water to beer
Bridget you're a saint
She could feed the poor
She could heal the lame
All part of Bridget's glory
All part of Bridget's fame