Ireland Ireland Lyrics & Chords By The Duckworth Lewis Method

Damp sod of Earth
lost on the surf of the North Atlantic
Mountains & Mist
Vodka and chips its so romantic
Jouce & Heaney, Beckett and Wilde
Bill O’Herlihy, Dunphy and Giles
Evans Hewson, Mullen and Clayton,
Westlife and Jedward, the pride of our nation!
once we where poor
then we where wealthy
now we are poor again
cows and horses
donkeys and sheep
Munster and Leinster
Connacht and *****
Chinese, Polish, Africans too
Doing the jobs we don’t want to do
An Irish stew, a nation of nations
Working for peanuts in petrol stations
you are the best
Place to the west of Wales and Scotland
Sometimes it’s heaven
sometimes it’s hell
But I’d rather be Irish than anything else!