The davitts - The Merry Ploughboy lyrics

Oh i am a merry ploughboy And i plough the feilds by day 'Till a sudden thought came to my mind That i should roam away For I've always hated slavery Since the day that i was born So im off to join the IRA And im off tomorrow morn' So were all off to Dublin in the green Where the helmets glisten in the sun Where the bay'nets flash And rifles crash To the echo of a thompson gun I'll leave behind my pick and spade I'll leave behind my plough Oh i'll leave behind my horse and yoke For no more i'll need them now I'll put on my short revolver And my bandoller of lead For to live or die I can but try To avenge my country's dead So were all off to Dublin in the green Where the helmets glisten in the sun Where the bay'nets flash And rifles crash To the echo of a thompson gun And i leave behind my Mary She is the girl i do adore And i wonder if She thinks of me when she hears the rifles roar And when the war is over, and dear old Ireland is free I'll take her to the church to wed and a rebel's wife she'll be And we're all off to Dublin in the green, in the green Where the helmets glisten in the sun Where the bay'nets flash and the riffles crash To the echo of a Thompson gun Well some men fight for silver and some men fight for gold But the I.R.A. are fighting for the land the Saxons stole And we're all off to Dublin in the green, in the green Where the helmets glisten in the sun Where the bay'nets flash and the riffles crash To the echo of a Thompson gun And we're all off to Dublin in the green, in the green Where the helmets glisten in the sun Where the bay'nets flash and the riffles crash To the echo of a Thompson gun