Lyrics
Sing us a song of Erin’s green isleOne of wild roving or girls that beguileOr drinking black porter and going on a spreeWhere the mountains of Mourne sweep down to the sea
Hey boys sing us a songOne of the old ones and we’ll sing alongNone of your protests of struggles and strifeWe all need some happiness back in our life
Sing us a song of make-believe daysWhere people are thoughtful of each other’s waysWhere bias and bigotry never did startAnd the dear unicorns they’re all safe on the ark
Hey boys sing us a songOne of the old ones and we’ll sing alongNone of your protests of struggles and strifeWe all need some happiness back in our life
Sing us a song where people are freeTo live as they want from all tyrannyNo pestilence, famine, or fires or floodsAnd no politicians who are our slinging mud
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Hey boys sing us a songOne of the old ones and we’ll sing alongNone of your protests of struggles and strifeWe all need some happiness back in our life
Sing us a song where nobody diesAnd leaders of governments tell us no liesWhere our sons and our daughters aren’t sent off to warTo die for no reason on some foreign shore
Hey boys sing us a songOne of the old ones and we’ll sing alongNone of your protests of struggles and strifeWe all need some happiness back in our life
Hey boys sing us a songOne of the old ones and we’ll sing alongNone of your protests of struggles and strifeWe all need some happiness back in our life
Hey boys sing us a songOne of the old ones and we’ll sing alongNone of your protests of struggles and strifeWe all need some happiness back in our life
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