I met with Napper Tandy
And he took me by the hand
Saying, "How is dear old Ireland
And how does she stand?"
"She's the most distressful country
That you have ever seen:
They're hanging men and women
For the wearing of the green"
[Chorus]
Oh, the wearing of the green
Oh the wearing of the green
My native land, I cannot stand
For the wearing of the green
My father loved you dearly
He lies within your breast
While I that could have died for you
Must never be so blessed
For laws, their cruel laws, have said
That seas should roll between
Ol' Ireland and her faithful troops
That love to wear the green
[Chorus]
Oh, the wearing of the green
Oh the wearing of the green
My native land, I cannot stand
For the wearing of the green
And he took me by the hand
Saying, "How is dear old Ireland
And how does she stand?"
"She's the most distressful country
That you have ever seen:
They're hanging men and women
For the wearing of the green"
[Chorus]
Oh, the wearing of the green
Oh the wearing of the green
My native land, I cannot stand
For the wearing of the green
My father loved you dearly
He lies within your breast
While I that could have died for you
Must never be so blessed
For laws, their cruel laws, have said
That seas should roll between
Ol' Ireland and her faithful troops
That love to wear the green
[Chorus]
Oh, the wearing of the green
Oh the wearing of the green
My native land, I cannot stand
For the wearing of the green
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