To have the luck of the Irish is to have the luck of the world. And don't ye know that there's nothing better in the world to bring ye luck than the Blarney Stone. Sure, didn't I wander the Emerald Isle for years carrying me horseshoe around for luck. To be sure it was worth it but I'm only a wee man and sometimes it felt like the weight of the world was on me shoulders. Now me lucky piece of Blarney lets me prance around in the ceilis and catch the eyes of the fair ladies.