Ballad for Erin

There are mysteries in each of our green rolling hills

There are stories in each brick we've laid

But for all of our beauty and all of our history

There surely has been a price we have paid

We fought for our loved ones, we fought for our land

We died in the fields and we perished at sea

We lived through the famine, we'll live through the English

There's no place as strong as this Irish country

The famine took all of the crops from our fields

Strange lands drew our daughters and sons

But we toiled on, though our children were gone

Then our shores felt the wrath of Elizabeth's guns

We fought for our loved ones, we fought for our land

We died in the fields and we perished at sea

We lived through the famine, we'll live through the English

There's no place as strong as this Irish country

Religion it seems has divided our souls

The hatred and bloodshed still thrive

But if our enmities cease, and we keep working for peace

It can only be then that our land will survive

We fought for our loved ones, we fought for our land

We died in the fields and we perished at sea

We lived through the famine, we'll live through the English

There's no place as strong as this Irish country

We fought for our loved ones, we fought for our land

We died in the fields and we perished at sea

We lived through the famine, we'll live through the English

There's no place as home as this Irish country