John Lennon The Luck Of The Irish Lyrics

The Luck Of The Irish Lyrics

If you had the luck of the Irish
You'd be sorry and wish you were dead
You
should have the luck of the Irish
And you'd wish you was English
instead!

A thousand years of torture and hunger
Drove the people away
from their land
A land full of beauty and wonder
Was raped by the British
brigands! Goddamn! Goddamn!


If you could keep voices like
flowers
There'd be shamrock all over the world
If you could drink dreams
like Irish streams
Then the world would be high as the mountain of
morn


In the 'Pool they told us the story
How the English divided
the land
Of the pain, the death and the glory
And the poets of auld
Eireland


If we could make chains with the morning dew
The world
would be like Galway Bay
Let's walk over rainbows like leprechauns
The
world would be one big Blarney stone


Why the hell are the English
there anyway?
As they kill with God on their side
Blame it all on the
kids the IRA
As the bastards commit genocide! Aye! Aye!
Genocide!


If you had the luck of the Irish
You'd be sorry and
wish you was dead
You should have the luck of the Irish
And you'd wish
you was English instead!
Yes you'd wish you was English instead!