All Aboard For Ireland 1919

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 2 Dec 2009
2009

On the Em'rald Isle you know
Some hundred years ago
the English Kings and Peers
were tyrannizing,
Our brave sons of Irish fame
arose in Ireland's name
while Irish folk songs
they were harmonizing.
And they died upon the green
The tyrants swords were keen
but angels watch the spot
their blood was flowing,
They died but not in vein
their blood brought England shame,
today it keeps the Irish Shamrock growing.

All aboard for auld Ireland
and over the sea
Come Murphy, Maloney, O'Brien and McGee,
we are heading for Dublin
to set Ireland free,
we love the auld Ireland's soil
we're sons of dear Ireland,
we're gallant and brave
we'll beat up the tyrant
and wallop the knave
and Ireland thy banner again shall wave
for e're on thy glorious soil.

Sure they fought a gallant fight
they fought for Ireland's right
their mem'ries linger still
around the blarney,
And their fame shall not decay
their blood this very day
it mingles with the waters of Killarney.
Now the hour again has struck
hear the crowing of the cock,
the top of freedom's morn'
in crowning Ireland,
arise young Irish lad
let's make auld Irland glad
and drive the British lion out of Ireland.

All aboard for auld Ireland
and over the sea
Come Murphy, Maloney, O'Brien and McGee,
we are heading for Dublin
to set Ireland free,
we love the auld Ireland's soil
we're sons of dear Ireland,
we're gallant and brave
we'll beat up the tyrant
and wallop the knave
and Ireland thy banner again shall wave
for e're on thy glorious soil.

Ireland's steed pulls for the top
and Ireland cries "Gid up!"
for loyal Irish sons are in the saddle,
Our dear Ireland must be free
from England's tyranny
Tho' ev'ry Irish chap
shall go to battle.
Gee, when Ireland gets her rights
and England quits her fights
this world will be a paradise like Eden!
Fair Erin let us pray
that God will grant the day
when England's rule in Ireland
shall be beaten.

All aboard for auld Ireland
and over the sea
Come Murphy, Maloney, O'Brien and McGee,
we are heading for Dublin
to set Ireland free,
we love the auld Ireland's soil
we're sons of dear Ireland,
we're gallant and brave
we'll beat up the tyrant
and wallop the knave
and Ireland thy banner again shall wave
for e're on thy glorious soil.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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All Aboard For Ireland 1919
Music by Harry C.Jordan
Lyrics by Conrad Bang
© MCMXIX by Conrad Bang of New York U.S.A.
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Wednesday 2 December 2009 at 17.18
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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