Ireland, boys, hooray! Ireland, boys, hooray!
We'll toast old Ireland, dear
Old Ireland, Ireland, boys, hooray!

Deep in Canadian woods we met from one
Bright island flown
Great was the land we tread but yet
Our hearts are with our own
And ere we live this shanty small
While fades the autumn day
We'll toast old Ireland, dear
Old Ireland, Ireland, boys, hooray!

Ireland, boys, hooray! Ireland, boys, hooray!
We'll toast old Ireland, dear
Old Ireland, Ireland, boys, hooray!

To know that brave and good men
Tried to snap her rusty chain
That patriots suffer'd
Martyrs died and all 'tis said in vain
But no, boys, no! A glance will show how
Far they've won their way
Here's good old Ireland, loved
Old Ireland, Ireland, boys, hooray!

Ireland, boys, hooray! Ireland, boys, hooray!
We'll toast old Ireland, dear
Old Ireland, Ireland, boys, hooray!

Happy and bright are groups that pass
From peaceful homes for miles
Or fields and roads and hills to
Mask when Sunday morning smiles
And deep the zeal that true hearts feel
How low they kneel to pray
Oh dear old Ireland, blessed
Old Ireland, Ireland, boys, hooray!

Ireland, boys, hooray! Ireland, boys, hooray!
We'll toast old Ireland, dear
Old Ireland, Ireland, boys, hooray!

Copyright: BARDIS MUSIC, USA ATTN: PETER BARDON
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