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You brave young sons of Erin's Isle
G D
I hope you will attend awhile
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'Tis the wrongs of dear old Ireland I am going to relate
G Am
'Twas black and cursed was the day
G D
When our parliament was taken away
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And all our grieves and sufferings commences from that day
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Em F
For our hardy sons and daughters fair
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To other countries must repair
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And leave their native land behind, in sorrow to deplore
Em F
To seek employment, they must roam
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Far, far away from their native home
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From that sore, oppressed island that they call the shamrock shore
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G Am
Now Ireland is with plenty blessed
G D
But the people, we are sore oppressed
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All by those cursed tyrants we are forced for to obey
G Am
Some haughty landlords for to please
G D
Our houses and our lands they'll seize
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To put fifty farms into one and chase us all away
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Em F
Regardless of the widow's sighs
G F
The mother's tears and orphan's cries
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In thousands we were driven from home, which grieves my heart full sore
Em F
We were forced by famine and disease
G F
To emigrate across the seas
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From that sore, oppressed island that they called the shamrock shore
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G Am
Our sustenance all taken away
G D
The tithes and taxes for to pay
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To support that law-protected church to which they do adhere
G Am
And our Irish gentry, well you know
G D
To other countries they do go
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And the money from old Ireland, they squandered here and there
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Em F
For if our squires would stay at home
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And not to other countries roam
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But to build mills and factories here to employ the labouring poor
Em F
For if we had trade and commerce here
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To me no nation could compare
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To that sore, oppressed island that they call the shamrock shore
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G Am
John Bull, he boasts, he laughs with scorn
G D
And he says that Irishman is born
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To be always discontented, for at home we cannot agree
G Am
But we'll banish the tyrants from our land
G D
And in harmony like sisters stand
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To demand the rights of Ireland, let us all united be
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Em F
And our parliament in College Green
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For to assemble, it will be seen
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And happy days in Erin's Isle, we soon will have once more
Em F
And dear old Ireland soon will be
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A great and glorious country
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And peace and blessings soon will smile all around the shamrock shore