In the land of Eireann. Where sat the high king. Faced with the problems. The dreaded vikings Gather all the men folk. Speaking the Celtic tongue. The land is Eireann. The land is young Stands R
Tonight there's gonna be a jailbreak. Somewhere in this town. See me and the boys we don't like it. So were getting up and going down Hiding low looking right to left. If you see us coming I think
After our affair, I swore that I'd leave Dublin. And in that line I'd left behind. The years, the tears, the memories. And you in Dublin At the quays, friends come and say farewell. We'd laugh and