We Are The Irish - The Wolfe Tones

Like chaff in the wind we were cast from our shores

As emigrants, as exiles, as convicts, as slaves

For hundreds of years Ireland never saw peace

From the land that they loved they were forced o’er the seas

As soldiers of fortune in the Irish brigades

Our regiments condemned to the wars and the graves

The soldiers, the sailors, the Wild Geese, the weavers,

the rebels, the heroes, the helpless, the brave.

We are the Irish all over the world

My heart is with you, may the road rise to meet you

I will be with you always, all the days

Till the (Em)sun and the moon and the stars in the sky cease to shine

Aye-yaye-yaye, aye-yaye-yaye,

aye-yaye-yaye, aye-yayeya-yaye-yaye

Oh, they left their homes so eerie and still

Generations were forced from the land that they loved

Their commerce all stifled, their industries run down

By taxes and landlords and goverments that ruled,

From wars and disease, as religious refugees,

a-fleeing the cruel penal laws and decrease,

the horrors of hunger has torn us asunder,

the young and the old are all scattered and gone.

Aye-yaye-yaye, aye-yaye-yaye,

aye-yaye-yaye, aye-yayeya-yaye-yaye