Stan Rogers - House of Orange
CREDIT GOES TO: Gary Hine
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I took back my hand, and I showed him the door
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No dollar of mine would I part with this day
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For fueling the engine of a bloody cruel war
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In my forefathers' home far away;
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Who fled the first famine wearing all that they owned
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Were called navigators, all ragged and torn,
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And built the grand trunk here, and found a new home
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Wherever their children were born.
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Their sons have no politics. None can recall
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Allegiance from long generations before
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O'this or O'that name can't matter at all.
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Or be cause enough for to war.
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And meanwhile, my babies are safe in their home
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Unlike their pale cousins who cower and cry
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While kneecappers nail their poor dads to the floor
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And teach them to hate and to die.
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It's those cruel beggars who spurn the fair coin
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The peace for their kids they could take at their will:
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Since the day old king Billy prevailed at the Boyne
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They've bombed and they've maimed and they've killed.
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Now they cry out for money, and wail at the door
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But home rule or republic, 'tis all of it shame;
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And a curse for us here who want nothing of war.
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We're kindred in nothing but name.
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All rights and all wrongs have long since blown away,
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For causes are ashes where children lie slain.
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Yet the damned U.D.L. and the cruel I.R.A.
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Will tomorrow go murdering again.
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But no penny of mine will I add to the fray
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"Remember the Boyne" they will cry out in vain,
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For I've given my heart to the place I was born
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And forgiven the whole House of Orange;
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King Billy and the whole House of Orange.
