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LAm SOL FA DO
I took back my hand, and I showed him the door
LAm REm FA
No dollar of mine would I part with this day
DO LAm FA DO
For fueling the engine of a bloody cruel war
LAm FA SOL
In my forefathers' home far away;
LAm SOL FA DO
Who fled the first famine wearing all that they owned
LAm REm FA
Were called navigators, all ragged and torn,
DO LAm FA DO
And built the grand trunk here, and found a new home
LAm SOL DO
Wherever their children were born.
LAm SOL FA DO
Their sons have no politics. None can recall
LAm REm FA
Allegiance from long generations before
DO LAm FA DO
O'this or O'that name can't matter at all.
LAm FA SOL
Or be cause enough for to war.
LAm SOL FA DO
And meanwhile, my babies are safe in their home
LAm REm FA
Unlike their pale cousins who cower and cry
DO LAm FA DO
While kneecappers nail their poor dads to the floor
LAm SOL DO
And teach them to hate and to die.
LAm SOL FA DO
It's those cruel beggars who spurn the fair coin
LAm REm FA
The peace for their kids they could take at their will:
DO LAm FA DO
Since the day old king Billy prevailed at the Boyne
LAm FA SOL
They've bombed and they've maimed and they've killed.
LAm SOL FA DO
Now they cry out for money, and wail at the door
LAm REm FA
But home rule or republic, 'tis all of it shame;
DO LAm FA DO
And a curse for us here who want nothing of war.
LAm SOL DO
We're kindred in nothing but name.
LAm SOL FA DO
All rights and all wrongs have long since blown away,
LAm REm FA
For causes are ashes where children lie slain.
DO LAm FA DO
Yet the damned U.D.L. and the cruel I.R.A.
LAm FA SOL
Will tomorrow go murdering again.
LAm SOL FA DO
But no penny of mine will I add to the fray
LAm REm FA
"Remember the Boyne" they will cry out in vain,
DO LAm FA DO
For I've given my heart to the place I was born
LAm FA SOL
And forgiven the whole House of Orange;
LAm SOL DO
King Billy and the whole House of Orange.
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