O'r the green mountains and<br />
O'r the green valleys<br />
I've walked through the country<br />
And felt me an age<br />
A people so strong<br />
They resist for so long<br />
The boundaries that hold them<br />
Children can sing of<br />
the coming of Spring<br />
A young man can't defend<br />
What he knows to be wrong<br />
Women so strong<br />
Needing peace for so long<br />
The homelands lay broken<br />
So the refugee walks such<br />
a long lonely road<br />
As the weak will die off<br />
Make the young people old<br />
To redeem a whole country<br />
For selling its soul<br />
To the bastions of war<br />
So the refugee walks such<br />
a long lonely road<br />
As the weak will die off<br />
Make the young people old<br />
To redeem a whole country<br />
For selling its soul<br />
To the bastions of war<br />
Weep a fresh tear for the mass graves<br />
I fear won't be long<br />
As the young perish fast the land<br />
Wiping the tears from the young<br />
Gifted years, the millions lay down<br />
O'r the green mountains and<br />
O'r the green valleys<br />
I've walked through the country<br />
And felt me an age<br />
A people so strong<br />
They resist for so long<br />
The boundaries that hold them