There’s an Island that’s famed and in Story Sweet poets of song and her praise And their Songs are of
no brighter Story But for Sons that have seen happier days And though when I go the world over And no matter where
ever i go In my heart there’s a spot for old Ireland And for you now sweet Molly a’store
Chorus
And I’ll kiss the ould Mother And hug the ould Man Give Johnny a shilling And shake hands with Dan Fight
for me country and do all i can Then i go out with my girl Molly Ann
2Old Erin my country once happy But Fortune once smiled on your shore And I long for that day that’s
fast coming When her Beauty it be ever more
For the english decievers by nature Though mabey you think them sincere If they say your a sweet charming creature Now
dont you believe them my dear
(Chorus as above)
3Success to the boys then from Erin The finest and smartest there seen In battle They prove themselves Erin true
to the shamrock the harp and the green Then here’s to the mossy green bowers That grows around erin’s Green
Shore Every link of the ancient round tower And my girl now sweet Molly astore
(Last Chorus as above)
Impartial Police Force Lyrics + chords
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Tiocsaidh ar La =Our Day Will Come , Fenians and Taigues = Nick names
used by loyalists for Catholics, RUC = Formor name for Northern Ireland Police Service and means Royal Ulster
Constabulary, Sinn Fein is a polictal party in Ireland, UDR Ulster Defence Regiment =
was a regiment of The British Army stationed in Northern Ireland, Maze was a prison where polictal prisoners
were held, Herman's = John Herman was A Former Chief Inspector Of Police
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[D]If you're in Andytown or the [A]Creggen, We'll [A7greet you with "Tiocsaidh ar La" We're [Bm]nice and polite,
by [D]day and by night, we'll [A]answer to Nil agus [D]Ta [D]Don't mind the machine guns and [A]pistols, We [A7]wear
them now only for [D]show. [D]And if the're ever used, Orange [G]men we'll [D]abuse, Oh we'll teach them aul [A]Bigots
some [D]law.
CHORUS We are the Impartial Police Force, the guardians of Ulster are we We'll protect you Sinn Feiners, you Fenians
and Taigues We're known as the fond RUC Now some of you Fenians may wonder, what a sudden conversion we had On the
12th of July, a big flash in the sky, We were all drove impartially mad.
Now come all of ye born again Christians, ye better not give any jaw For we don't give a hoot, the plastic we'll shoot You'll
feel the long arm of the law And all ye Sinn Feiners in councils, you'll get a fair crack from now on don't take any
crap from those UDR chaps, We'll teach them what's right and what's wrong
CHORUS
There are some of our members now walking The roads in south County Armagh And sure up in the Glens, we're all
making friends, On the tricolour now there is no bar. Now some go unconscious for hours and then they go into a daze They
walk to the maze and open the cage and release all the prisoners of war.
CHORUS
Now we've lots of friends down in Dublin, No pals of the Loyalists are we Oh never again will we shoot Fenian men With
papists we'll sit down to tea. We are just like the Gardai in Dublin, or the Coppers in New York you see we're Herman's
Brigade and we're all well behaved The Impartial Police Force are we
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