Irish traditional song lyrics — collected by Beer Belly Band.
Now Ireland’s a very funny place, sir
it’s a strange and a troubled land
and the Irish are a very funny race, sir
every girl’s in the Cumann na mBan
Every doggie wears a tri-coloured ribbon tied firmly to its tail
and it wouldn’t be surprising if there’d be another rising,
said the man from the Daily Mail
Chorus:
Every bird, upon my word is singing ‘treble! I’m a rebel!’
every hen it’s said is laying hand grenades over there sir! I declare Sir!
And every cock in the farmyard stock crows in triumph for the Gael
and it wouldn’t be surprising if there’d be another rising,
said the man from the Daily Mail
Now the other day I travelled down to Clare, sir
I spied in an old boreen a bunch of busy gooses there, sir
dressed in orange, white and green
They marched to the German goose step as they whistled Grann na bheal
and I’m shakin’ in me shoes as I’m sending out the news,
said the man from the Daily Mail
Chorus
Slow verse (almost spoken):
Now the whole place is seething with sedition,
it’s Sinn Fein through and through
All the peelers they are joining local units
and the password’s Sinn Fein too
Every doggie wears a tri-coloured ribbon tied firmly to its tail
and it wouldn’t be surprising if there’d be another rising,
said the man from the Daily Mail