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Son of Ireland - The High Kings
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Son of Ireland The High Kings

On this page, discover the full lyrics of the song "Son of Ireland" by The High Kings. Lyrxo.com offers the most comprehensive and accurate lyrics, helping you connect with the music you love on a deeper level. Ideal for dedicated fans and anyone who appreciates quality music.
Son of Ireland - The High Kings
[Verse]
I woke up in my cell today
Four walls where I'm confined
With shackles on my wrist and feet
They cannot chain my mind
For I was born a patriot
Of scholars, and of saints
I'll be a son of Ireland
Until my dyin' day

Born unto
A father who
Would work 'til his hands bled;
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