Irish Rovers - The Orange And The Green (Kindly Sent In By Chris Ames)

A. Murphy
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Oh, it is the biggest mix-up that you have ever seen.
My father, he was Orange and me mother, she was green.
Verse 1:
My father was an Ulster man, proud Protestant was he.
My mother was a Catholic girl, from county Cork was she.
They were married in two churches, lived happily enough,
Until the day that I was born and things got rather tough.
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Verse 2:
Baptized by Father Riley, I was rushed away by car,
To be made a little Orangeman, my father`s shining star.
I was christened "David Anthony," but still, inspite of that,
To me father, I was William, while my mother called me Pat.
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Verse 3:
With Mother every Sunday, to Mass I`d proudly stroll.
Then after that, the Orange lodge would try to save my soul.
For both sides tried to claim me, but i was smart because
I`d play the flute or play the harp, depending where I was.
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Verse 4:
Now when I`d sing those rebel songs, much to me mother`s joy,
Me father would jump up and say, "Look here would you me boy.
That`s quite enough of that lot", he`d then toss me a coin
And he`d have me sing the Orange Flute or the Heros of The Boyne
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Verse 5:
One day me Ma`s relations came round to visit me.
Just as my father`s kinfolk were all sitting down to tea.
We tried to smooth things over, but they all began to fight.
And me, being strictly neutral, I bashed everyone in sight.
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Verse 6:
My parents never could agree about my type of school.
My learning was all done at home, that`s why I`m such a fool.
They`ve both passed on, God rest `em, but left me caught between
That awful color problem of the Orange and the Green.
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