Off To Dublin In The Green:Abbey Tavern Singers.
#40 Adult Contemp. & #94 on Hot 100 in 1966.
#1.
I am a merry ploughboy and I ploughed the fields all day.
Till a sudden thought came into my head, that I should
roam away.
For I m tired of civilian life, since the day that I was born.
So, I´m off to join the I.R.A. and I´m off tomorrow morn.
CHORUS:
So, we´re off to Dublin in the green, in the green,
where the helmets glisten in the sun.
Where the bayonets flash and the rifles crash to the
echo of a Thompson Gun.
#2.
Oh, I leave behind my old gray home, I leave behind my plough.
And I leave behind my old gray mare, for no more I´ll need em now.
And I leave behind my Mary, she´s the one that I adore.
And I wonder will she think of me, when she hears the rifles roar.
CHORUS:
So, we´re off to Dublin in the green, in the green,
where the helmets glisten in the sun.
Where the bayonets flash and the rifles crash to the
echo of a Thompson Gun.
#3.
Oh, some men fight for silver and some men fight for gold.
But the I.R.A. are fighting for the land the Saxons stole.
CHORUS:
So, we´re off to Dublin in the green, in the green,
where the helmets glisten in the sun.
Where the bayonets flash and the rifles crash to the
echo of a Thompson Gun.
#4.
And when the war is over and dear old Ireland s free.
I will take her to the church to wed, a rebel s wife she´ll be.
CHORUS:
So, we´re off to Dublin in the green, in the green,
where the helmets glisten in the sun.
Where the bayonets flash and the rifles crash to the
echo of a Thompson Gun.
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.