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The Sash my Father Wore

The Sash my Father Wore – Irish Song

Lyrics of The Sash my Father Wore

Chorus:
Sure it’s old, but it is beautiful
And the colors they are fine
It was worn at Derry, Aughrim,
Enniskillen, and the Boyne.
Sure my father wore it when a youth
In the bygone days of yore,
And it’s on the twelfth I love to wear
The sash my father wore.
Sure I’m an Ulster Orangeman
And from Erin’s Isle I came
To see my lads go gravlin
Of honor and of fame.
And to tell them of my forefathers
Who fought in days of yore
All on the twelfth day of July
In the sash my father wore.
Chorus
So here I am in Glasgow town
To find them girls to see
And I’m hoping good old orange Ulster
That you all will welcome me.
A true blue blade has just arrived
From the dear old Ulster shore
All on the 12th day of July
In the sash my father wore.
Chorus
Oh, when I’m going to leave you all
Oh, good luck to you I’ll say
As I cross the raging sea, my boys,
Surely the orange flute I’ll play.
And returning to my native town
To old Belfast once more
To be welcomed by those Orangemen
In the sash my father wore.
Chorus
The Green Glens of Antrim
Far across yonder blue lies a true fairy land
With the sea rippling over the shingle and sand
Where the gay honeysuckle is luring the bee
And the green glens of Antrim are calling to me
Sure if only you knew how the lamp of the moon
Turns a blue Irish bay to a silver lagoon
You’d imagine the picture of heaven it could be
Where the green glens of Antrim are calling to me 

‘Tis alone my concern if the grandest surprise
Would be shining at me out of somebody’s eyes
It’s my private affair what my feelings would be
Where the green glens of Antrim were welcoming me
But I’d be where the people are simple and kind
And among them there’s one who’s been aye in my mind
Sure I pray that the world would in peace let me be
Where the green glens of Antrim are heaven to me