Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song A Song for Ireland, artist - Mary Black. Album song Twenty Five Years-Twenty Five Songs, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 24.04.2008
Record label: 3ú
Song language: English
A Song for Ireland |
Leave the land behind, laddie, better days to find |
The companies have the money and they’ll soon teach you the skills |
Green fields fall away, the forties and the brae |
Be a madman or a roustabout, they’ll soon teach you to drill |
But who will tend me sheep when I’m far o’er the deep? |
Amanertune or the sea quest when the snow comes to the hill |
La, la, la… |
Leave the fishing trade, lads, there’s money to be made |
The hand-line and the Shetland yawl are of a bygone day |
Come to Aberdeen; |
sights you’ve never seen |
Be a welder on the pipeline or a fitter out on the bay |
But when the job is over and your boat rots on the shore |
How will you feed your family when the companies go away? |
La, la, la… |
There’s harbors to be built, lads, rigs to tow and tilt |
To rest upon the ocean bed like pylons in the sea |
Pipeline to be laid and a hundred different trades |
That’ll pay a decent living wage to the likes of you and me |
I know you’re men of worth; |
you’re the best that’s in the north |
Not men of greed, but men who need the work that’s come your way |
From fluppatemunke shore a new industry is born |
Old Peterhead and Pomerty will never be the same |
I know you’re men of worth; |
you’re the best that’s in the north |
Not men of greed, but men who need the work that’s come your way |
La, la, la… |