| Twas in the merry month of
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| June from our home we started
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| Left old Eireann’s Isle, to Poland we departed
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| Hope within our hearts
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| We can win a trophy
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| We’re a part of Trapattoni’s army
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| Get behind the team, hear the Irish scream
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| C’mon you boys in green, Ireland’s bouncing back again
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| We have got our Trap, the cat is in the sack
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| We’ll not forget you Jack on the Rocky Road to Poland
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| One, two, three, four, five
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| Irish eyes are smiling
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| Let your voices ring
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| Trapattoni’s army
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| Everybody sing
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| You’ll never beat the Irish (x 4)
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| Make your mother proud, inflate your plastic hammer
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| Bate your bodhrán loud and learn your Polish grammar
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| Credit union loan, sold the Opel Corsa
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| Hired a camper van, picked it up in Warsaw
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| Been so close before, hopes slammed in the door
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| Now we’re back for more, we can win the battle
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| C’mon you boys in green, never have we seen
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| Such a fearless team on the Rocky Road to Poland
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| One, two, three, four, five
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| Irish eyes are smiling
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| Let your voices ring
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| Trapattoni’s army
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| Everybody sing
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| You’ll never beat the Irish
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| You’ll never beat the Irish
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| You’ll never beat the Irish
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| You’ll never beat the Irish
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| Ireland abú. |
| We love |