Green fields of pasture on which sheep graze
Bordered by sheughs and flowing streams
The lands of my ancestors in olden days
Looking there today it seems
That it is as if never man
Those fields green did ever touch
Yet once they knew wild armies fury’s
Of Scot and Saxon, German, French and Dutch
But today peace reigns, birds fill the sk [...]
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This Land a Piece of our Souls Holds
Green fields of pasture on which sheep graze
Bordered by sheughs and flowing streams
The lands of my ancestors in olden days
Looking there today it seems
That it is as if never man
Those fields green did ever touch
Yet once they knew wild armies fury’s
Of Scot and Saxon, German, French and Dutch
But today peace reigns, birds fill the sk [...]
No Dockers Here Now Load Their Boats
The new Docklands area of Dublin. Photo Tomás Ó Cárthaigh (c)2010
No dockers here now load their boats
And curse and laugh, lewd stories tell
Others do… more clipped their accents
And they have more money as well
There are jobs for all here all right
But they are not for dockers sons
No… but for sons of solicitors and doctors
And [...]
