GANGgajang - Luck Of The Irish lyrics

The luck of the Irish borne of ages past Has spawned a cruel history, lets hope that luck don't last It came with the longships and from across the Irish sea The endless tides of fighting men bought the Ard ris to their knees Oh the luck of the Irish, Oh the luck of the Irish Then came the English with their reforming ways The luck of the Irish bore ample fruit in those days The land was replanted with the winners of English wars And the only crops harvested were famine and plague and the odd lost cause Oh the luck of the Irish, Oh the luck of the Irish One day things will change and then you know you will see Just how lucky they can all really be When the orange and the green meet on the white in between Oh the luck of the Irish, Oh the luck of the Irish The luck of the Irish still hangs around their heels As bombers stop the cities hearts and blood is spilt in the greenest fields And the orangemen remember, the old horse is yearly shod To ride again with long dead men and k** or be k**ed for the one same god. Oh the luck of the Irish, Oh the luck of the Irish One day things will change and then you know you will see Just how lucky they can all really be When the orange and the green meet on the white in between Oh the luck of the Irish, Oh the luck of the Irish