The Orange and The Green The Irish Rovers
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[Chorus]
Oh it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen
My father, he was orange and my mother, she was green
[Verse 1]
Oh my father was an Ulsterman, proud Protestant was he
My mother was a Catholic girl, from County Cork was she
They were married in two churches, lived happily enough
Until the day that I was born and things got rather tough
[Chorus]
Oh it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen
My father, he was orange and my mother, she was green
[Verse 2]
Baptised by father Reilly, I was rushed away by car
To be made a little Orangeman, my father's shining star
I was christened David Anthony, but still in spite of that
To my father, I was William while my mother called me Pat
[Chorus]
Oh it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen
My father, he was orange and my mother, she was green
[Verse 3]
With mother every Sunday to mass I'd proudly stroll
Then after that the orange lads would try to save my soul
For both sides tried to claim me, but I was smart because
I played the flute or played the harp, depending where I was
Oh it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen
My father, he was orange and my mother, she was green
[Verse 1]
Oh my father was an Ulsterman, proud Protestant was he
My mother was a Catholic girl, from County Cork was she
They were married in two churches, lived happily enough
Until the day that I was born and things got rather tough
[Chorus]
Oh it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen
My father, he was orange and my mother, she was green
[Verse 2]
Baptised by father Reilly, I was rushed away by car
To be made a little Orangeman, my father's shining star
I was christened David Anthony, but still in spite of that
To my father, I was William while my mother called me Pat
[Chorus]
Oh it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen
My father, he was orange and my mother, she was green
[Verse 3]
With mother every Sunday to mass I'd proudly stroll
Then after that the orange lads would try to save my soul
For both sides tried to claim me, but I was smart because
I played the flute or played the harp, depending where I was
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