Though we´ve had our troubles now and then
Now´s the time to make them up again
Sure aren´t we all Irish anyhow
Now´s the time to get together, now!
Tinker, tailor, every mother´s son
Butcher, baker, shouldering his gun
Rich man, poor man, every man in line
All together now like auld lang syne
The night is darkest just before the dawn
From dissension Ireland is reborn
Soon we´ll al united Irishmen
Make our land a nation once again
We´re on the one road sharing the one load
We´re on the road to God knows where
We´re on the one road, it maybe the wrong road
But we´re together now who cares
North men, south men, comrades all
Dublin, Belfast, Cork and Donegal
We´re on the one road, swingin´ along
Singin´ a soldiers song
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