Off To Dublin In The Green Lyrics

Off To Dublin In The Green lyrics

Oh I am a merry ploughboy  

 and I ploughed the fields all day 

 ´Till a sudden thought came to my mind  

 that I should roam away 

 For I´m sick and tired of slavery  

 since the day that I was born 

 And I´m off to join the I.R.A.  

 and I´m off tomorrow morn. 

  

  

 And we´re all 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 the Thompson Gun. 

  

 I´ll leave aside my pick and spade  

 and I´ll leave aside my plough 

 I´ll leave aside my old grey mare  

 for no more I´ll need them now 

 And I´ll take my short revolver  

 and my bandoleer of lead 

 I´ll do or die I can try  

 to avenge my country´s dead. 

  

 I´ll leave aside my Mary  

 she´s the girl I do adore 

 And I wonder will she think of me  

 when she hears the rifles roar 

 And when the war is over  

 and old Ireland she is free 

 I will take her to the church to wed  

 and a rebels wife she´ll be