Well, I am a merry ploughboy and I plough the fields by day
Til a sudden thought came to my mind that I should roam away
For I'm tired of this civilian life since the day I was born
So I'm off to join the I.R.A. and I'm off tomorrow morn.
And we're all off to Dublin in the green
Where the helmets glisten in the sun
Where the bay'nets slash and the rifles crash
To the echo of a Thompson gun.
Well, I'll leave behind my pick and me spade, and I'll leave behind my plough
And I'll leave behind me horse and me cart, no more will I need them now
I'll leave behind my Mary, she's the girl that I adore
But I wonder if she'll think of me when she hears my Armalite roar
So we're all off to Dublin in the green
Where the helmets, they glisten in the sun
Where the bay'nets slash and the rifles crash
To the echo of a Thompson gun.
And when this war is over, and dear old Ireland's free
I'll take her to the chapel on the hill, and a rebel's wife she'll be
Well, some men fight for silver and some men fight for gold
But the I.R.A. are fighting for the land that the Saxons stole.
So we're all off to Dublin in the green
Where the helmets, they glisten in the sun
Where the bay'nets slash and the rifles crash
To the echo of a Thompson gun.
So Auf Wiedersehen to Crossmaglen farewell to Carrickmore
I have seen enough of Ireland boys and I won't be back for more!
No I won't be back for more!
The recruiting sergeant, he told me son, "Well, army life, it is fine."
But he did not mention the mortar bombs or b***** Claymore Mines!
So Auf Wiedersehen to Crossmaglen farewell to Carrickmore
I have seen enough of Ireland boys and I won't be back for more!
No I won't be back for more!
He told me of the German girls, the discos every night
But the only craic in South Armagh comes from an Armalite!
So Auf Wiedersehen to Crossmaglen farewell to Carrickmore
I have seen enough of Ireland boys and I won't be back for more!
No I won't be back for more!
Well I spent some time on the Toombe Bridge line where I thought I'd known no fears,
Til a van-bomb, it parked outside the Lisburn base and brought the barracks in around their ears!
So Auf Wiedersehen to Crossmaglen farewell to Carrickmore
I have seen enough of Ireland boys and I won't be back for more!
No I won't be back for more!
So farewell at last to West Belfast: to the Markets and the Falls
I quickly got the message there it was written on the walls
Brits Out!
So Auf Wiedersehen to Crossmaglen farewell to Carrickmore
I have seen enough of Ireland boys and I won't be back for more!
No I won't be back for more!
So come all ye young lads, though in England You may be signing on the brew
Just stay well away from the IRA and they won't bother you
So Auf Wiedersehen to Crossmaglen farewell to Carrickmore
I have seen enough of Ireland boys and I won't be back for more!
No I won't be back for more!
Tiocfaidh ár lá, our day will come
Our glorious day, for Ireland's fightin' sons
The day will come, we will be free
Tiocfaidh ár lá, the dawn of liberty
It's been a long 800 years
Of English scorn, of Irish tears
And only freedom, it will suffice
For bein' too long a sacrifice
Tiocfaidh ár lá, our day will come
Our glorious day, for Ireland's fightin' sons
The day will come, we will be free
Tiocfaidh ár lá, the dawn of liberty
And those who hold the power today
A full account you'll have to pay
To those held down by unjust laws
Because they loved our freedom's cause
Tiocfaidh ár lá, our day will come
Our glorious day, for Ireland's fightin' sons
The day will come, we will be free
Tiocfaidh ár lá, the dawn of liberty
And those who make the prisons hell
Who hold the key to lock the cells
Your time will come, oh, it's long due
We'll have our chance to turn the screw
Tiocfaidh ár lá, our day will come
Our glorious day, for Ireland's fightin' sons
The day will come, we will be free
Tiocfaidh ár lá, the dawn of liberty
Tiocfaidh ár lá, our day will come
Our glorious day, for Ireland's fightin' sons
The day will come, we will be free
Tiocfaidh ár lá, the dawn of liberty
Tiocfaidh ár lá, the dawn of liberty
Til a sudden thought came to my mind that I should roam away
For I'm tired of this civilian life since the day I was born
So I'm off to join the I.R.A. and I'm off tomorrow morn.
And we're all off to Dublin in the green
Where the helmets glisten in the sun
Where the bay'nets slash and the rifles crash
To the echo of a Thompson gun.
Well, I'll leave behind my pick and me spade, and I'll leave behind my plough
And I'll leave behind me horse and me cart, no more will I need them now
I'll leave behind my Mary, she's the girl that I adore
But I wonder if she'll think of me when she hears my Armalite roar
So we're all off to Dublin in the green
Where the helmets, they glisten in the sun
Where the bay'nets slash and the rifles crash
To the echo of a Thompson gun.
And when this war is over, and dear old Ireland's free
I'll take her to the chapel on the hill, and a rebel's wife she'll be
Well, some men fight for silver and some men fight for gold
But the I.R.A. are fighting for the land that the Saxons stole.
So we're all off to Dublin in the green
Where the helmets, they glisten in the sun
Where the bay'nets slash and the rifles crash
To the echo of a Thompson gun.
So Auf Wiedersehen to Crossmaglen farewell to Carrickmore
I have seen enough of Ireland boys and I won't be back for more!
No I won't be back for more!
The recruiting sergeant, he told me son, "Well, army life, it is fine."
But he did not mention the mortar bombs or b***** Claymore Mines!
So Auf Wiedersehen to Crossmaglen farewell to Carrickmore
I have seen enough of Ireland boys and I won't be back for more!
No I won't be back for more!
He told me of the German girls, the discos every night
But the only craic in South Armagh comes from an Armalite!
So Auf Wiedersehen to Crossmaglen farewell to Carrickmore
I have seen enough of Ireland boys and I won't be back for more!
No I won't be back for more!
Well I spent some time on the Toombe Bridge line where I thought I'd known no fears,
Til a van-bomb, it parked outside the Lisburn base and brought the barracks in around their ears!
So Auf Wiedersehen to Crossmaglen farewell to Carrickmore
I have seen enough of Ireland boys and I won't be back for more!
No I won't be back for more!
So farewell at last to West Belfast: to the Markets and the Falls
I quickly got the message there it was written on the walls
Brits Out!
So Auf Wiedersehen to Crossmaglen farewell to Carrickmore
I have seen enough of Ireland boys and I won't be back for more!
No I won't be back for more!
So come all ye young lads, though in England You may be signing on the brew
Just stay well away from the IRA and they won't bother you
So Auf Wiedersehen to Crossmaglen farewell to Carrickmore
I have seen enough of Ireland boys and I won't be back for more!
No I won't be back for more!
Tiocfaidh ár lá, our day will come
Our glorious day, for Ireland's fightin' sons
The day will come, we will be free
Tiocfaidh ár lá, the dawn of liberty
It's been a long 800 years
Of English scorn, of Irish tears
And only freedom, it will suffice
For bein' too long a sacrifice
Tiocfaidh ár lá, our day will come
Our glorious day, for Ireland's fightin' sons
The day will come, we will be free
Tiocfaidh ár lá, the dawn of liberty
And those who hold the power today
A full account you'll have to pay
To those held down by unjust laws
Because they loved our freedom's cause
Tiocfaidh ár lá, our day will come
Our glorious day, for Ireland's fightin' sons
The day will come, we will be free
Tiocfaidh ár lá, the dawn of liberty
And those who make the prisons hell
Who hold the key to lock the cells
Your time will come, oh, it's long due
We'll have our chance to turn the screw
Tiocfaidh ár lá, our day will come
Our glorious day, for Ireland's fightin' sons
The day will come, we will be free
Tiocfaidh ár lá, the dawn of liberty
Tiocfaidh ár lá, our day will come
Our glorious day, for Ireland's fightin' sons
The day will come, we will be free
Tiocfaidh ár lá, the dawn of liberty
Tiocfaidh ár lá, the dawn of liberty