Lyrics:
Tennekey, T Dot to the country ya'll Orangemen and White Haven, an back up north to Montreal I ain't ashamed, my city ain't on the map [?] Light that fire,
'Tá' Don't mind the machine guns and pistols We wear them now only for show And if they're ever used The orangemen we'll abuse And we'll teach them old
fenian taigs And with orangemen you're seen We don't like the colour green "Up the border, keep the border!" is me cry "Oh, then Basil be a dear" Said
of the Irish The luck of the Irish still hangs around their heels As bombers stop the cities hearts and blood is spilt in the greenest fields And the orangemen
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