The Luck of the Irish

Song The Luck of the Irish
Artist John Lennon
Album Some Time in New York City

Lyrics

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[00:09.76] If you had the luck of the Irish
[00:14.71] You'd be sorry and wish you were dead
[00:19.72] You should have the luck of the Irish
[00:24.57] And you'd wish you was English instead!
[00:30.02] A thousand years of torture and hunger
[00:34.66] Drove the people away from their land
[00:40.14] A land full of beauty and wonder
[00:44.96] Was raped by the British brigands! Goddamn! Goddamn!
[00:52.55] If you could keep voices like flowers
[00:57.34] There'd be shamrock all over the world
[01:02.54] If you could drink dreams like Irish streams
[01:07.46] Then the world would be high as the mountain of morn
[01:17.76] In the 'Pool they told us the story
[01:22.62] How the English divided the land
[01:27.82] Of the pain, the death and the glory
[01:32.61] And the poets of auld Eireland
[01:37.87] If we could make chains with the morning dew
[01:42.71] The world would be like Galway Bay
[01:47.89] Let's walk over rainbows like leprechauns
[01:53.18] The world would be one big Blarney stone
[02:02.05] Why the hell are the English there anyway?
[02:07.07] As they kill with God on their side
[02:12.22] Blame it all on the kids the IRA
[02:17.10] As the bastards commit genocide! Goddamn! Genocide!
[02:24.25] If you had the luck of the Irish
[02:29.33] You'd be sorry and wish you was dead
[02:34.37] You should have the luck of the Irish
[02:39.58] And you'd wish you was English instead!
[02:44.80] Yes you'd wish you was English instead!