| I went away to fight a war that small nations might be free
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| Got a soldiers guns and uniform to fight the enemy
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| I was trained to shoot my fellow before he got to me And I danced with death in the mud and wept
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| And prayed my home to see.
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| So come over to me darling girl come here me Molly dear.
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| You are as welcome as the flowers in may you’re welcome here tome.
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| No more I’ll fire the musket shot or hear the cannon roar
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| I’ve done my time, now you’ll be mine
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| I’m yours for ever more.
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| While in the trenches there I thought who starts these bloody-wars
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| And thought of these great Irishmen who died on these strangeshores
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| Then a bomb did burst to the air it trust some shrapnel fire andblood
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| I escaped it then shot back at them and lay back in the mud.
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| While I was off in foreign lands, fighting other peoples' wars
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| Some gallant men were fighting here to free their native shore
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| You shot our leaders of 16 saw our city sacked and burned
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| Then you sent us in the Black and Tans to greet our homereturn.
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| I don’t need your heroes welcome
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| I don’t want your bugle call
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| No brass band no pipes and drums, no medal badge or star
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| But give me what you promised me when first I went to war
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| That’s freedom for old Ireland and I’ll go to fight no more.
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