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作曲 : Dominic Haerinck |
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For the wearing of the green |
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for the wearing of the green |
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They're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green |
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For the wearing of the green, for the wearing of the green |
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They're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green |
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Oh. Paddy dear and did you hear the news that's going round? |
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The shamrock is by law forbid to grow on Irish ground |
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St. Patrick's Day no more we keep his colour can't be seen |
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For they hangin' men and women for the wearing of the green |
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I met with Napper Tandy and he took me by the hand |
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He said : "How's dear old Ireland and how does she stand?" |
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She's the most distressful country that you've ever seen |
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For they're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green |
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For the wearing of the green, for the wearing of the green |
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They're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green |
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And if the color we must wear is England's cruel red |
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Shure Ireland sons will not forget the blood that they have shed |
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You may take the shamrock from your hat and cast it down the sod |
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But 'Twill take root and flourish there, tho' under foot 'tis trod |
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My father loved his country and sweeped from in 'is breast |
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But I had one they died for her must never soul be blessed |
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Most tears me mother shad for me, how'd bitter they had been |
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But we have proved the traitors for the wearing of the green |
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For the wearing of the green, for the wearing of the green |
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They're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green |
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For the wearing of the green, for the wearing of the green |
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They're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green |
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And if at last our coloured shirt be thorn from Ireland's heart |
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Her sons would shame and sorrow for the dear old my wound heart |
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I hear the whisper of the land that lies me on the sea |
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Where the rich and poor stand equal in the light of freedom's day |
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Oh, Ireland, must believe you driven by a tyrant's hand |
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And see come mother's blessing from the strange and distant land |
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Where the cruel cross of England shall never more be seen |
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And in that land we live and die still wearing Ireland's green |
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For the wearing of the green, for the wearing of the green |
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They're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green |
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For the wearing of the green, for the wearing of the green |
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They're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green |
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For the wearing of the green, for the wearing of the green |
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They're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green |
