ORANGE AND THE GREEN
Oh me father was an Ulsterman, proud Protostant was he
Me mother was a Catolic girl from County Cork came she
They got married in two churches, lived happily enough
Until the day that I was born an things got rather rough
Oh it is the biggest mix up that you have ever seen
Me father he was orange and me mother she was green
Oh baptised by father Rieley, I got rushed away by car
To be made a little orangeman, me fathers shining star
I was christened David Anthony, but still in spite of that
To me father I was William, while me mother called me Pat
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With mother every sunday to mass I'd proudly stroll
And later on the orange lodge would try to save me soul
Both sides tried to claim me,but I was smart because
I'd play me flute or play me harp depending where I was
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When I sing them old rebel songs, it is to me mothers joy
My father would leap up and shout, look here William me boy
Thats quite enough of that lad, he'd then toss me a coin
And have me sing King Billy, and the hero's of the Boyne
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One day me fathers kinfolk they came to visit me
Just as me mothers relative were sitting down to tea
We tried to smooth things over but they began to fight
And being strictly neutral I bashed everyone in sight
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Now me parents never could agree about me kind of school
Me learning was all done at home no wonder I'm a fool
They've both passed on god rest them,But they've left me caught between
That awful colour problem of the orange and the green
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