MU330 - Ireland

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Ireland’s at war with herself
Ireland’s at war with herself
Hopeless that I couldn’t help
When Ireland’s at war with herself
My heart was strong but I was wrong
To think that i could save her
Her head was mixed in politics
And I fell out of favor
There was no trial
No mercy mild
And now I am forever exiled
Ireland’s at war with herself
Ireland’s at war with herself
Hopeless that I couldn’t help
When Ireland’s at war with herself
Yeah!
All the time I spent in Ireland
She never gave a hint of discontent
We used to run through the fields hand in hand
I was her little boy, I was her somewhat bigger man
I pledged my loyalty
I was her patriot
I was her everything that she’d soon forget
Ireland’s at war with herself
Ireland’s at war with herself
Hopeless 'cause I couldn’t help
When Ireland’s at war with herself