The Wearing of the Green

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For the wearing of the green, for the wearing of the green
 They're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green
 For the wearing of the green, for the wearing of the green
 They're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green
 Oh. Paddy dear and did you hear the news that's going round?
 The shamrock is by law forbid to grow on Irish ground
 St. Patrick's Day no more we keep his colour can't be seen
 For they hangin' men and women for the wearing of the green
 I met with Napper Tandy and he took me by the hand
 He said: "How's dear old Ireland and how does she stand?"
 She's the most distressful country that you've ever seen
 For they're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green
 For the wearing of the green, for the wearing of the green
 They're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green
 And if the color we must wear is England's cruel red
 Shure Ireland sons will not forget the blood that they have shed
 You may take the shamrock from your hat and cast it down the sod
 But 'twill take root and flourish there, tho' under foot 'tis trod
 My father loved his country and sweeped from in 'is breast
 But I had one they died for her must never soul be blessed
 Most tears me mother shad for me, how'd bitter they had been
 But we have proved the traitors for the wearing of the green
 For the wearing of the green, for the wearing of the green
 They're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green
 For the wearing of the green, for the wearing of the green
 They're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green
 And if at last our coloured shirt be thorn from Ireland's heart
 Her sons would shame and sorrow for the dear old my wound heart
 I hear the whisper of the land that lies me on the sea
 Where the rich and poor stand equal in the light of freedom's day
 Oh, Ireland, must believe you driven by a tyrant's hand
 And see come mother's blessing from the strange and distant land
 Where the cruel cross of England shall never more be seen
 And in that land we live and die still wearing Ireland's green
 For the wearing of the green, for the wearing of the green
 They're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green
 For the wearing of the green, for the wearing of the green
 They're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green
 For the wearing of the green, for the wearing of the green
 They're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green
 

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Duration
03:06
Key
8
Tempo
160 BPM

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