Sheamus the Red-Haired Irishman had skin as white snow,
And if you ever saw it, you would even say it glows,
All of the other Irishmen used to laugh and call him names,
They never let poor Sheamus, join in any Irish games,
Then one foggy Christmas eve, Vince he came to say,
"Sheamus, with your skin so bright, won't you wrestle in my ring tonight?"
Then how the people loved him as they shouted out with glee,
Sheamus the Red-Haired Irishman, you'll go down in history.