American Old Time Song Lyrics: 17 When Ireland Has An Army And Navy Of Her Own
Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 17
WHEN IRELAND HAS AN ARMY AND NAVY OF HER OWN.
As sung by W. H. Power, in the "Ivy Leaf."
There is a little island in the middle of the sea.
The land where shamrocks grow so green, 'Us very dear to me.
'Twas there my mother raised me on a Tipperary farm.
In peace and comfort, loving, wishing no one any harm.
Our happiness did not last long. cruel tyrants did as oppress.
'Till on Columbia's shore we had to seek a place of rest.
The day will come that we can crush these men with hearts of stone,
When Ireland has an army and a navy of her own.
Oh, the good old times are sure to come again.
And the dark clouds o'er us will have flown :
We'll have peace and plenty when old Ireland has
An army and a navy of her own.
What's fair and honest in our cause is all our people claim.
Sure Scotland has its own laws, then why can't we have the same
That England's Queen should govern us. to that we are content,
What we demand in Ireland is our Irish Parliament.
The Englishmen they brag about their army, that's all right.
But it's Irish lads who constitutes the regiments that fight;
For all the sorrow caused to us, these tyrants shall atone.
When Ireland has an army and a navy of her own.-Chorus.