[00:00.000] 作曲 : Dominic Haerinck
[00:07.00]For the wearing of the green
[00:08.00]for the wearing of the green
[00:10.00]They're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green
[00:13.00]For the wearing of the green, for the wearing of the green
[00:16.00]They're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green
[00:19.00]Oh. Paddy dear and did you hear the news that's going round?
[00:22.55]The shamrock is by law forbid to grow on Irish ground
[00:26.22]St. Patrick's Day no more we keep his colour can't be seen
[00:28.33]For they hangin' men and women for the wearing of the green
[00:32.68]I met with Napper Tandy and he took me by the hand
[00:34.00]He said : "How's dear old Ireland and how does she stand?"
[00:37.22]She's the most distressful country that you've ever seen
[00:40.00]For they're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green
[00:43.10]For the wearing of the green, for the wearing of the green
[00:46.11]They're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green
[00:48.88]And if the color we must wear is England's cruel red
[00:52.11]Shure Ireland sons will not forget the blood that they have shed
[00:55.03]You may take the shamrock from your hat and cast it down the sod
[00:58.16]But 'Twill take root and flourish there, tho' under foot 'tis trod
[01:01.10]My father loved his country and sweeped from in 'is breast
[01:04.10]But I had one they died for her must never soul be blessed
[01:07.10]Most tears me mother shad for me, how'd bitter they had been
[01:10.40]But we have proved the traitors for the wearing of the green
[01:13.10]For the wearing of the green, for the wearing of the green
[01:16.10]They're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green
[01:19.10]For the wearing of the green, for the wearing of the green
[01:22.10]They're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green
[02:03.10]And if at last our coloured shirt be thorn from Ireland's heart
[02:16.10]Her sons would shame and sorrow for the dear old my wound heart
[02:19.10]I hear the whisper of the land that lies me on the sea
[02:03.10]Where the rich and poor stand equal in the light of freedom's day
[02:26.10]Oh, Ireland, must believe you driven by a tyrant's hand
[02:28.10]And see come mother's blessing from the strange and distant land
[02:31.10]Where the cruel cross of England shall never more be seen
[02:34.10]And in that land we live and die still wearing Ireland's green
[02:37.10]For the wearing of the green, for the wearing of the green
[02:40.10]They're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green
[02:43.10]For the wearing of the green, for the wearing of the green
[02:46.10]They're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green
[02:49.10]For the wearing of the green, for the wearing of the green
[02:52.10]They're hanging men and women for the wearing of the green