"Hibernia" lyrics

We left our home, Hibernia
Her mountains and her valleys green
Evicted from our ancient home
By the landlords, evil men
The bailiffs and the sheriffs came
The peelers and enlisted men
With guns and bayonets fixed for war
They took our home and land

No place to live, no place to go
The devils watched us as we starved
With gleeful eyes and loaded guns
They took our food away
And some escaped and got away
And lived to fight another day
To Scotland, England, Americay
And far Australia's shores

Well, that's alright, alright, alright, alright
We're brave, resilient people
Well, that's alright, alright, alright, alright
The history of our land
Well, that's alright, alright, alright, alright
The story of the nation
And the fighting Irish always win the day
Hibernians, sure we're the wind that shakes the barley
Hibernians, sure we're the Mollies fighting justice down the mines
Hibernians, sure we're the Hibs of Edinburgh
Hibernians, we're Ned Kelly, we're the Whiteboys, we're the men
And sure, we're all sons of Erin's Isle, we're proud Hibernians

We cut canals and waterways
We're the navvies building steam railways
We're the miners in the depths of hell
In the steelworks we're the men
We're shackled to the Tommy shops
We find ourselves in constant debt
The company makes us buy our food
From the profiteering stores

God bless you, bold James Connolly
You fought for rights and liberty
And the Mollies in Pennsylvania died on that scaffold tree
They gave their lives so man could live
With justice and with dignity
We always will remember them
Those brave Hibernians

Well, that's alright, alright, alright, alright
We're brave, resilient people
Well, that's alright, alright, alright, alright
The history of our land
Well, that's alright, alright, alright, alright
The story of the nation
And the fighting Irish always win the day
Hibernians, sure we're the wind that shakes the barley
Hibernians, sure we're the Mollies fighting justice down the mines
Hibernians, sure we're the Hibs of Edinburgh
Hibernians, we're Ned Kelly, we're the Whiteboys, we're the men
And sure, we're all sons of Erin's Isle, we're proud Hibernians