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THE IRISH NATIONAL ANTHEM Sinne Fianna Fáil Atá Fá gheall ag Éirinn Buidhean dár sluagh tar rúinn do ráinig chughainn Fámhoídh bheírh saor Sean-tír ár sinn

We’ll sing a song, a soldier’s song With cheering rousing chorus As round our blazing fires we throng The starry heavens o’er us Impatient for the coming f

Let grasses grow and waters flow in a free and easy way But give me enough of the rare old stuff that’s made near Galway Bay And policemen all from Donegal

From a county Mayo town came a man of great renown As a sailor and a soldier was none bolder He went to America at an early age they say As a cabin boy to

Sure, a little bit o’ Heaven fell from out of the sky one day And nestled on the ocean in a spot so far away And the angels found it, sure it looked so swe

Sure I’ve roamed this wide world over But of all the lands I’ve seen There’s no spot I’d rather dwell in Than my little isle of Green Only last night I was

In South Armagh there was a man who had a long-range gun He said I’ll show them Army boys there’s nowhere they can run He was the South Armagh sniper He’d

I had a first cousin called Arthur McBride and we went a-walking down by the seaside Seeking good fortune and what might betide for it being on Christmas m

Have you heard about the big strong man? He lived in a caravan. Have you heard about the Jeffrey Johnson fight? Oh, Lord what a hell of a fight. You can ta

Have you heard about the big strong man? He lived in a caravan. Have you heard about the Jeffrey Johnson fight? Oh, Lord what a hell of a fight. You can ta