Lyrics Ireland My Ireland - The Wolfe Tones
In
my
dreams
I
know
that
I
can
fly
But
like
the
small
birds
and
the
free
birds
I
can
fly
just
like
the
birds
on
high
To
the
freedom
of
the
sky
I
can
soar
across
the
heavens
How
easy
now
it
seems
Like
the
birds
I
will
have
no
cares
or
sorrows
I
the
shadow,
the
shadows
of
my
dreams
Ireland
my
Ireland
It
seems
to
me
that
all
the
leaves
Are
sighing
in
the
breeze
Ireland
I
cry
for
my
lan-ah
And
it
seems
to
me
that
all
the
leaves
are
gone
As
I
wonder
through
my
lonely
land
My
heart
is
full
of
pain
For
our
people
have
no
freedom
Their
imporvirished
and
enchained
I
see
them
fight
and
struggle
Against
the
stormy
hearts
of
men
A
language
struggle
with
the
people
And
by
hunger
all
are
slane
Ireland
my
Ireland
Banashed
to
a
land
beyond
the
sea
I
see
a
rich
a
rich
and
fertile
land
I
feel
the
spirit
of
a
nation
A
maiden
weeps
she
weeps
upon
the
harp
I
see
tumbling
towns
and
towers
I
a
land
of
beauty
and
of
splendour
From
the
mountains
to
the
seas
But
the
wild
flowers
drown
in
sorrow
In
this
valley,
this
valley
filled
with
tears
Ireland
my
Ireland
It
seems
to
me
that
all
the
leaves
Are
sighing
in
the
breeze
Ireland
I
cry
for
my
lan-ah
And
it
seems
to
me
that
all
the
leaves
are
gone
So
I
fly
across
this
lonely
land
I
see
golden
fields
of
corn
I
see
a
land
thats
filled
with
plenty
Yet
the
people
starve
and
die
Young
Ireland
now
is
silienced
And
are
banashed
far
away
The
lion
preys
upon
the
people
And
devoures
them
night
and
day
1 Get Out Ye Black and Tans
2 The Connaught Rangers
3 Sean South / Broad Black Brimmer
4 Never Beat the Irish (Part 1)
5 They Don't Play Our Songs On the Radio
6 A Nation Once Again
7 Bodenstown Churchyard
8 Bold Robert Emmet
9 The Protestant Men
10 Women of Ireland
11 Boys of the Old Brigade
12 Kevin Barry
13 Only Our Rivers Run Free
14 The Devil Is Dead
15 God Save Ireland
16 Soldiers Return
17 Padraic Pearse
18 Ireland Unfree
19 Grace
20 Down By the Glenside
21 Joe Mcdonnell
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