| Wrap the green flag round me boys
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| To die were far more sweet
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| With Erin’s noble emblem boys
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| To be my winding sheet
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| In life I loved to see it wave
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| And follow where it led
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| But now my eyes grow dim
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| My hand would grasp its last bright shred
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| So wrap the green flag round me boys
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| To die were far more sweet
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| With Erin’s noble emblem boys
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| To be my winding sheet
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| And I had hopes to meet you boys
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| On many a well fought field
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| When to our sacred banner boys
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| The traitrous foe would yield
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| But now at last I am denied
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| My dearest prayer
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| You’ll follow and you’ll meet the foe
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| But I shall not be there
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| So wrap the green flag round me boys
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| To die were far more sweet
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| With Erin’s noble emblem boys
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| To be my winding sheet
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| But though my body moulders boys
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| My spirit will be free
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| And every comrade’s honour boys
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| Will yet be dear to me
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| And in the thick of bloody fight
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| Let not your courage lag
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| For I’ll be there and hovering near
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| Beneath the dear old flag
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| So wrap the green flag round me boys
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| To die were far more sweet
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| With Erin’s noble emblem boys
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| To be my winding sheet
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| So wrap the green flag round me boys
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| To die were far more sweet
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| With Erin’s noble emblem boys
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| To be my winding sheet
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| (Songwriters: J.K. O’Reilly; Luke Kelly;
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| From their album: The Legendary Wolfe Tones: 20 Golden Irish Ballads" Vol.2) |