Paddy Schmidt

Paddy Schmidt - Off To Dublin In The Green songtekst

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and I ploughed the fields all day
 ?Till a sudden thought came to my mind
 that I should roam away
 For I?m sick and tired of slavery
 since the day that I was born
 And I?m off to join the I.R.A.
 and I?m off tomorrow morn.


 And we?re all off to Dublin
 in the green, in the green
 Where the helmets glisten in the sun
 Where the bayonets flash
 and the rifles crash
 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
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