OFF TO DUBLIN IN THE GREEN
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I am a merry ploughboy and I ploughed the fields all day
'Till a sudden thought came to my mind that I should roam away
Well I've always hated slavery since the day that I was born
So I'm off to join the IRA and I'm off tomorrow morn.
And we're off to Dublin in the green, in the green (fuck the Queen)
Where the helmets glisten in the sun (fuck her son)
Where the bayonets flash and the rifles crash (or: slash an orange sash)
To the echo of the Thompson Gun.
I'll leave aside my pick and spade and I'll leave aside my plough
I'll leave aside my old grey mare for no more I'll need them now
And I'll take my short revolver and my bandoleer of lead
I'll do or die I can try to avenge my country's dead.
I'll leave aside my Mary she's the girl I do adore
And I wonder will she think of me when she hears the rifles roar
And when the war is over and old Ireland she is free
I will take her to the church to wed and a rebels wife she'll be.
Now some men they fight for silver
And some men they fight for gold
But the IRA are fighting for
The land that the saxons stole.
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