The Luck of the Irish lyrics

Artist  : John Lennon 
Song : The Luck of the Irish
 


If you had the luck of the Irish
You'd be
sorry and wish you were dead
You should have
the luck of the Irish
And you'd wish you was
English instead!

A thousand years of
torture and hunger
Drove the people away from
their land
A land full of beauty and
wonder
Was raped by the British brigands!
Goddamn! Goddamn!


If you could keep
voices like flowers
There'd be shamrock all
over the world
If you could drink dreams like
Irish streams
Then the world would be high as
the mountain of morn


In the 'Pool they
told us the story
How the English divided the
land
Of the pain, the death and the
glory
And the poets of auld
Eireland


If we could make chains with
the morning dew
The world would be like Galway
Bay
Let's walk over rainbows like
leprechauns
The world would be one big Blarney
stone


Why the hell are the English
there anyway?
As they kill with God on their
side
Blame it all on the kids the IRA
As
the bastards commit genocide! Aye! Aye!
Genocide!


If you had the luck of the
Irish
You'd be sorry and wish you was
dead
You should have the luck of the
Irish
And you'd wish you was English
instead!
Yes you'd wish you was English
instead!