Karan Casey - Shamrock Shore lyrics

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You brave young sons of Erin's Isle

I hope you will attend awhile

'Tis the wrongs of dear old Ireland I am going to relate

'Twas black and cursed was the day

When our parliament was taken away

And all of our griefs and sufferings commences from that day

For our hardy sons and daughters fair

To other countries must repair

And leave their native land behind in sorrow to deplore

Fo seek employment they must roam

Far, far away from the native home

From that sore, oppressed island that they call the shamrock shore

Now Ireland is with plenty blessed

But the people, we are sore oppressed

All by those cursed tyrants we are forced for to obey

Some haughty landlords for to please

Our houses and our lands they'll seize

To put fifty farms into one and take us all away

Regardless of the widow's sighs

The mother's tears and orphan's cries

In thousands we were driven from home which grieves my heart full sore

We were forced by famine and disease

To emigrate across the seas

From that sore, opressed island that they called the shamrock shore

Our sustenance all taken away

The tithes and taxes for to pay

To support that law-protected church to which they do adhere

And our Irish gentry, well you know

To other countries they do go

And the money from old Ireland they squandered here and there

For if our squires would stay at home

And not to other countries roam

But to build mills and factories here to employ the laboring poor

For if we had trade and commerce here

To me no nation could compare

To that sore, oppressed island that they call the shamrock shore

John Bull, he boasts, he laughs with scorn

And he says that Irishman is born

To be always discontented for at home we cannot agree

But we'll banish the tyrants from our land

And in harmony like sisters stand

To demand the rights of Ireland, let us all united be

And our parliament in College Green

For to assemble, it will be seen

And happy days in Erin's Isle we soon will have once more

And dear old Ireland soon will be

A great and glorious country

And peace and blessings soon will smile all around the shamrock shore<br />

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Thanks to razvan