Cherish the Ladies - My own native land

There's a dear little isle in the ^GWestern ^CO-^Gcean There's an ^Cisland of pur^Gity, ^Amholy ^Emand ^Cgrand It's a ^Gname fills its ^Emdaughters and ^Gsons with e^Cmoti^Gon When ^Cthey are out o^Gn a ^Amfar distant ^Gstrand

'Tis Ireland, my ^Emcountry, the ^Gbirthplace of ^Che^Groes The ^Chome of the ^Gpatriot, ^Amwarrior ^Emand ^Csage Of ^Gbards, and of ^Emchieftains, whose ^Gnames live in ^Csto^Gries May they ^Clive forev^Ger on ^Amhistory's ^Gpage

You once were a pro^Emud and a ^Gglorious ^Cna^Gtion Your ^Cname and your ^Gfame were known all ^Amove^Emr the ^Cworld 'Til mis^Gfortune came ^Emo'er you and ^Gsad deso^Cla^Gtion Your ^Cemerald ban^Gner in ^Cslavery ^Dlay un^Amfur^Gled

They tortured your ^Emchildren, they ^Gspoiled your green ^Cban^Gner They ^Ctried to exterminate ^Gyou, long, ^Amlong, ^Emlong a^Cgo But the ^GIrish are ^Emsomehow like ^Gwild creeping ^Cflow^Gers The ^Cfaster you ^Gpluck them, the ^Cquicker they ^Dseem to ^Amgrow ^G

I love every ^Emblade of grass ^Ggreen on your ^Cmoun^Gtain Every ^Cleaf on your ^Gtree and every ^Amrock ^Emon your ^Cstrand I ^Glove your green ^Emvalleys and ^Gmurmuring ^Cfoun^Gtains I ^Clove you, a^Gcushla, my o^Cwn dear ^Dnative ^Amland^C___^G__