Lyrics

I just down from the Isle of Skye I’m no very big but I’m awful shy All the lassies shout as I walk by, “Donald, Where’s Your Trousers?” Let the wind blow

We remember back in time in the year of ’69 You unleashed your dogs of war onto our streets We could not stand idly by and let our families die We fought y

In search of the good life the pilgrims set sail And all through the new land they blazed a brave trail The iron horse speeding down freshly laid trail Bro

Do you remember in the fairy tale, how the wicked witches spell Turned the handsome prince to a toad? By the power of a potion, she handed him the notion H

The little boat had gone from the breast of An Liffey And the Ferrymen were stranded on the Quay Ah the Dublin docks are dying and a way of life is gone An

Oh the green and red of Mayo, I can see it still Its soft and craggy boglands, its tall majestic hills Where the ocean kisses Ireland and the wave caress t

High upon the gallows tree swung the noble-hearted Three. By the vengeful tyrant stricken in their bloom; But they met him face to face, with the courage o

(Tabhair dom do lámh) Just give me your hand Tabhair dom do lámh Just give me your hand And I’ll walk with you Through the streets of our land Through the

The night was dark and very cold when I took pity on a poor soul I took pity on a poor soul and I did it a beggarman Chorus: Too-roo-roo-roo rantin’ hi Too

Wi’ my hand on my heart and my heart in my mooth Wi’ arms that could reach ower the sea My feet micht be big but the insects are safe They’ll never get sto