Lyrics:
said « Good luck » and « So long »
Did you regret it ? brother John
I’m singing out for Ireland
Singing out for John
Farewell to Motherland
God bless
the sound of the rapid's water
She loved the music of its song and the way all nature sang along
John took her to Ireland to get the best schooling for her
funds to buy more guns to fight the foreign enemy
From these shores I will fight to my grave
John Devoy is my name and Ireland we'll save
One day we'll
to the foot of Snowdon
To call her down
She flew and she flew
Taking her chicks with her
All the way to Ireland
Good morrow John, how dee?
and Ireland last
And Ireland over all
Oh, were Lord Ed would be here today
Or fearless Father John
Their spirit's to our soul would say:
"Keep fighting,
From the hills of northern Ireland to the forests of the Algonquin
If you had known John Johnston, you'd have known a gentleman
All for love and love
Kilkelly Ireland, eighteen and sixty, my dear and lovin' son John
Your good friend the Schoolmaster, Pat McNamara's, so good as to write these words
Kilkelly
Kilkelly, Ireland, 18 and 60, my dear and loving son John
Your good friend and schoolmaster Pat McNamara
So good as to write these words
to the fore
So plain for to be seen
'Tis the banner to protect o' mine
Ol' Ireland's flag of green
Here's to the ship Catalpa and
The boys of Uncle Sam
You brave young sons of Erin's Isle
I hope you will attend awhile
'Tis the wrongs of dear old Ireland I am going to relate
'Twas black and cursed
Glisten and see Shine glow
But how the fuck we suppose to have K-Shine
When we already had a Shyne Po'
You battled John John and
Stole from John John
So
Born in Ireland and fiercely abused
Serve the sentence just to try their luck
In this place, you can not easily leave
Punishment will make you pull
Break
Now tell me John, 'fore I go on, what did you come here for?
With Irelands bold, your life untold, 14 years old, to die a soldier?
And all around,
know
People of Waterford are my life you know and I
I I I I love I I I love me county you know
(We love John Mulane)
Make this guap, bro that’s the plan
My name is John Riley
I'll have your ear only a while
I left my dear home in Ireland
It was death, starvation or exile
And when I got to America
It
before you
And our hearts are just the same
Filled with joy at such a vision
As we praise your name
Golden Rose, Queen of Ireland
All my cares and troubles
Rave on John Donne, rave on thy Holy fool
Down through the weeks of ages
In the moss borne dark dank pools
Rave on, down through the industrial
Rave on, John Donne, rave on thy holy fool
Down through the weeks of ages
In the moss borne dark dank pools
Rave on down through the industrial
My name is John Riley
I'll have your ear only a while
I left my dear home in Ireland
It was death, starvation or exile
And when I got to America
to return again and never more be seen
So without delay I sailed away for Ireland's lovely green
Sure when Mary heard that John was home her heart did
The great Gaels of Ireland
The race that God made mad
For all their wars are merry
And all their songs are sad
words remembered by John A. Roche
then did smile
"Sure, me name is Patrick John O'Rourke
I came from Erin's Isle
It was many years ago from now
I was shipwrecked on the reef
When this
learned all my life, cruel England's to blame
And so I'm a part of the patriot game
This Ireland of ours has for long been half free
Six counties lie
learned all my life, cruel England's to blame
And so I'm a part of the patriot game
This Ireland of ours has for long been half free
Six counties lie
.jpg/204px-John_Nicholson_Ireland_(circa_1920).jpg "John Ireland")
.jpg/300px-Mike_Ireland_(09-12-2007).jpg "Mike Ireland")
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