"Boys of Belfast" lyrics
"Boys of Belfast"
We're the boys of Belfast town
Rantin', roarin', ramblin' 'round
We're Irishmen of high renown
That's the boys of Belfast
We're the boys of Belfast town
Rantin', roarin', ramblin' 'round
We're Irishmen of high renown
That's the boys of Belfast
You will find us anywhere
In the church or on the tare
Brave and bold there's none so rare
That's the boys of Belfast
We're the boys of Belfast town
Rantin', roarin', ramblin' 'round
We're Irishmen of high renown
That's the boys of Belfast
We can fight with sword or pen
We'll never break, we'll never bend
And if we fall we'll rise again
For we're the boys of Belfast
We're the boys of Belfast town
Rantin', roarin', ramblin' 'round
We're Irishmen of high renown
That's the boys of Belfast
When we're back on Paddy's shore
The lassies they'll be sad no more
Tonight we'll make the rafters roar
In the pubs of Belfast
We're the boys of Belfast town
Rantin', roarin', ramblin' 'round
We're Irishmen of high renown
That's the boys of Belfast
We're the boys of Belfast town
Rantin', roarin', ramblin' 'round
We're Irishmen of high renown
That's the boys of Belfast
Writer(s): George Millar
- AZLyrics
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- The Irish Rovers Lyrics
album:
"Down By The Lagan Side" (2000)
Jigs: Maid On The Green / Charlie Hunter / Condon's Frolic / The Kesh Jig
Hornpipes And Reels: The Galway Hornpipe / Dunphy's Hornpipe / The Recollection Reel / The Maid Behind The Bar
album:
"The Belfast Sessions" (2025)
New Line To Dublin
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