Lyrics:
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
Side.
It happens daily in Northern Ireland.
Under Thatcher's regime there has been massive increases in police brutality.
In London police shot down
the northern parts of Scotland and Northern Ireland; rain beginning to move away with some drier interludes and some decent spells of sunshine as well.
So lets
in the clouds across Northern Ireland and through western Scotland at times, and there will be some dry moments too, so its not going to be raining
hippopotamus
I could pull 10 super models at the same time
Drop 5 & add 9 but I've been known to be an optimist
Money stay doublin', I ain't talking Ireland
I'm
stands proud and strong
We might fail, but we are never wrong
In 1919 we got our independence
We will get a great ascendence
Oh, thou northern irish lands
and don't forget Clarke
I'm ready to play, I'm off the mark
The Championship title, it's ours you know
We won Northern Ireland 3 nil was the score
We had
Way up in the north in old Tyrone
There's a pretty little girl I call my own
She's the sweetest rose Ireland's ever grown
And sure as the moon
IÂ'd twist the orders
And put confusion on the soldier boys
To Northern Ireland for summer training
Near to Lough Foyle not far from Derry town
To get
If the pastor ain't free, my dick ain't free
Talk to a young lady, couldn't sit 'em next to me
No leg warmers, Northern California winters gettin'
later on.
But for Scotland, Northern Ireland and er
Wales, certainly in the more central and
Southern parts, it'll be a fine dry day
Good deal
fell beneath a northern sky
Brave Hanlon by his side
They have gone to join that gallant band
Of Plunkett, Pearse and Tone
A martyr for old Ireland
Sean
I don't wanna go to Ireland
Because it scares me so
Not the bombers or the Protestants
Or the Catholics in white bows
Black Irish girls
Their linens
may be still the way I look
it's no longer what I am
Been across to Northern Ireland
I came home with a new kind of charge
I learned to hunt in
Ireland
I just wanted to say, your music means fucking everything to me
My name is Tebogo Kodisang and I'm from South Africa
What up Logic, this is
lay instore
They were fighting for old Ireland to claim their very own
And the foremost of that gallant band
Was South from Garryowen
But
to Wales to see big blue whales
And to see a blue crane, I'll go to Ukraine
I wanna go to
Montenegro, Monaco, Bulgaria, Moldova
Northern Ireland
lay instore
They were fighting for old Ireland to claim their very own
And the foremost of that gallant band
Was South from Garryowen
But
beneath a Northern sky brave Hanlon by his side
They have gone to join that gallant band
Of Plunkett, Pearse and Tone
A martyr for old Ireland
Sean South
Well he came from Northern Ireland
Searching for the free man's ground
And he came to bet his fortune
On a West Virginia plow
He built a house
See the happy children on parade
With wooden guns that mother made
And see me dancing in the breeze
That blows them away
I ran into Northern
straight
So the squareness of the Philippines, Greece
And Ireland won't be great
Tajikistan's quite funky
As is elephant head-shaped Thailand
There's no
from northern regions did come
Like stinging hornets and spread on all sides like fearful wolves
The sea spewed forth floods of foreigners over Ireland
how 'bout northern ireland? or a moderately repressive regime in south america? ¡Âwe'll just cook up a good soviet t
Story in the middle east¡ºwe
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