THE   SHAN   VAN   VOCHT

Oh! the French are on the sea,
Says the Shan Van Vocht;
The French are on the sea,
Says the Shan Van Vocht;
Oh! the French are in the bay,
They'll be here without delay,
And the orange will decay,
      Says the Shan Van Vocht.


        Chorus


Oh! the French are in the bay,
They'll be here by break of day,
And the orange will decay,
      Says the Shan Van Vocht.


And where will they have their camp?
      Says the Shan Van Vocht;
Where will they have their camp?
Says the Shan Van Vocht;
On the Currach of Kildare,
The boys they will be there
With their pikes in good repair,
      Says the Shan Van Vocht.


To the currach of Kildare
The boys they will repair,
And Lord Edward will be there,
      Says the Shan Van Vocht,


Then what will the yeomen do?
Says the Shan Van Vocht;
What will the yeomen do?
But throw off the red and blue,
And swear that they'll be true
To the Shan Van Vocht.


What should the yeomen do
But throw off the red and blue,
And swear that they'll be true
To the Shan Van Vocht.


And what colour will they wear?
Says the Shan Van Vocht;
What colour will they wear?
Says the Shan Van Vocht,
What colour should be seen
Where our fathers' homes have been,
But their own immortal Green?
      Says the Shan Van Vocht.


What colour should be seen
Where our fathers' homes have been,
But their own immortal Green?
      Says the Shan Van Vocht,


And will Ireland then be free?
Says the Shan Van Vocht;
Will Ireland then be free?
Says the Shan Van Vocht;
Yes! Ireland SHALL be free,
From the centre to the sea;
Then hurra for Liberty!
      Says the Shan Van Vocht.


Yes! Ireland SHALL be free,
From the centre to the sea;
Then hurra for Liberty!
      Says the Shan Van Vocht.