"The Sash" lyrics

Oh, it was old but it was beautiful
And the colours, they were fine
It worn at Derry, Aughrim, Enniskillen and the Boyne
Oh, me father often wore it
In the bygyone days of yore
And it's on the twelfth I love to wear the sash me father wore

On the green, grassy slopes of the Boyne
Where King Billy and his men fought and died
We fought for the glory of religion
(Where?)
On the green, grassy slopes of the Boyne

Now these days are gone and it's time to forget
The fights fought long ago
King Billy and Sarsfield are in the grave
Where you can't tell friend from foe
So let's meet again on the slopes of the Boyne
To view the sash so fine
And it's forward we look and united we'll be
When there's no more border line

On the green, grassy slopes of the Boyne
Where King Billy and his men fought and died
We fought for the glory of the religion
(Where?)
On the green, grassy slopes of the Boyne