I am a merry ploughboy and
I ploughed the fields all day
Till a sudden thought

Came into my head
That I should roam away


For I'm tired of civilian life
Since the day that I was born
So I´m off to join the I.R.A.

And I´m off tomorrow morn

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So we´re off to Dublin'
In the green, in the green
Where the helmets

Glisten in the sun
Where the bayonets flash
And the rifles crash to the

Echo of a Thompson Gun

Oh, I leave behind

My old gray home
I leave behind my plough
And I leave behind

My old gray mare
For no more I´ll need 'em now


And I leave behind my Mary
She´s the one that I adore
And I wonder will

She think of me when she
Hears the rifles roar


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Oh, some men fight for silver

And some men fight for gold
But the I.R.A. are fighting for
The land the Saxons stole


[Repeat CHORUS]


And when the war is over
And dear old Ireland's free
I will take her to the church to wed

A rebel's wife she´ll be

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