"Hurlers March" lyrics
"Hurlers March"
Hurlers go a-marchin' out upon the field
Hurlers' banners flying, floating in the breeze
See them stepping gaily, quickly clear the way
For the sporting challenge will soon be underway
Apples, pears and chocolates, colours of the day
Tickets touts and tricksters, lining all the way
Fiddlers on the sidewalks, hurlers in the ditch
Know the game far better than players on the pitch
The rival crowd is cheering, game is underway
Each side now is hoping their team wins the day
Hear the ash a-clashing, hear the mighty roar
Puller and excitement as each team will score
Apples, pears and chocolates, colours of the day
Tickets touts and tricksters, lining all the way
Fiddlers on the sidewalks, hurlers in the ditch
Know the game far better than players on the pitch
Then there's celebrations for the winning side
For their celebrations, what there may betide
So lift up your glasses, boys, we'll drink a toast
The ancient sport of hurling, the game we like the most
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- The Wolfe Tones Lyrics
album:
"Belt Of The Celts" (1978)
The Hare In The Heather
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