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In eleven sixty-seven
They came to Ireland on the make
They were followed by invasions and
By conquests in their wake
The Kings and Queens of England
Made the land a battleground
They took the land by fraud
Defeat by murder, poison, and deceit!
Murder, plunder fallaballa, clear the way
Cheating, stealing, diddly-idel day
Ducking, diving, fallaballa, clear the way
Diddly-aidel doh, diddly-aidel day
Then by the fifteenth century they
Held precariously to the Pale
The invaders were more Irish than the Irish
That's the tale a fat greedy king
(called Henry) 's dick was
Bigger than his brain imposed a reformation-
Confiscating usurpation!
You'll never beat the Irish
No matter what you do
You can put us down and keep us out
But we'll come back again
You know we are the fighting Irish
And we'll fight until the end you know
You should have known: You'll
Never beat the Irish
The virgin Queen, Elizabeth
Brought more turmoil to our land
She decimated Munster
Scorched the earth and all at hand
Then James the first and Charles the
Mad brought out other greedy bands
They took the land of Ulster
Killed their Chieftains- poisoned
Plundered!
Murder, plunder fallaballa, clear the way
Cheating, stealing, diddly-idel day
Ducking, diving, fallaballa, clear the way
Diddly-aidel doh, diddly-aidel day
-And by defective titles
They cheated Connaught and the west
Across the seventeenth century from war
We had no rest
For the curse of Cromwell plagued the land
'til our towns were red with blood
Then the Battle of the Boyne
Was fought by William
James and foreign hoards
You'll never beat the Irish
No matter what you do
You can put us down and keep us out
But we'll come back again
You know we are the fighting Irish
And we'll fight until the end you know
You should have known: You'll
Never beat the Irish
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Lyrics © BARDIS MUSIC, USA ATTN: PETER BARDON
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