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STAN ROGERS


The House Of Orange

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I  took back my  hand and I  showed him the  door,

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No  dollar of  mine would I  part with this  day,

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For  fueling the  engine of a  bloody cruel  war ,

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In my  forefathers'  home far a -  way.

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Who  fled the first  Famine wearing  all that they

owned,

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Were  called Navi -  gators, all  ragged and  torn,   and

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Built the Grand  Trunk here and  found a new  home,

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Wher -  ever their  children were  born.

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Their  sons have no  politics,  none can -  call,

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All -  egiance from  long gener -  ations be -   fore,

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Oh,  this war or  that name can't  matter at  all,

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Or  be cause e -  nough for to  war,  and.

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Meanwhile my  babies are  safe in their  homes,

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Un  like their Pale  cousins who  cower and

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cry,

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While  knee-cappers  nail their poor  Dads to the  floor,   and

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Teach them to  hate and to  die.

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It's those cruel  beggars who  spurn the fair  coin,

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The  Peace for their  kids they could  take at their  will,

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Since the  day old King  Billy pre -  vailed at the  Boyne,

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They've  bombed and they've  maimed and they've  killed.

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Now they  cry out for  money and  wail at the  door,   but

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Home Rule or Re -  public, 'tis  all of it  shame,   and

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A  curse for us  here who want  nothing of  war,

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We're  kindred in  nothing but  name.

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All  rights and all  wrongs have long  since blown a -  way,

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For  causes are  ashes where  children lie  slain,

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Yet the  damned UD -  L and the  cruel IR -  A

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Will to -  morrow go  murdering a -  gain.

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But no  penny of  mine will I  add to the  fray.

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"Re -  member the  Boyne" they will  cry out in  vain,

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For I've  given my  heart to the  place I was  born,   and

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For -  given the  whole House of   Orange,

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King  Billy and the  whole House of  Orange.

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