| Irish blood, English heart, this I’m made of There is no one on earth I’m afraid of And no regime can buy or sell me
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| I’ve been dreaming of a time when
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| To be English is not to be baneful
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| To be standing by the flag not feeling shameful, racist or partial
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| Irish blood, English heart, this I’m made of There is no one on earth I’m afraid of And I will die with both of my hands untied
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| I’ve been dreaming of a time when
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| The English are sick to death of Labour and Tories
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| And spit upon the name Oliver Cromwell
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| And denounce this royal line that still salute him
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| And will salute him forever |