Irish blood, English heart
This I'm made of
There is no-one on earth I'm afraid of
And no regime can buy or sell me
I've been dreaming of a time when
To be English is not to be baneful
To be standing by the flag
Not feeling shameful, racist or partial
Irish blood, English heart
This I'm made of
There is no-one on earth I'm afraid of
And I will die with both my hands untied
I've been dreaming of a time when
The English are sick to death
Of Labour and Tories
And spit upon the name of Oliver Cromwell
And denounce this royal line
That still salute him
And will salute him forever
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