Y'all's my greats, My great, granddad was a king A stout and noble He this land so green And he said, "She's and humble"
As far as the eye can see From Carrantuohill to Causeway Was ours until they And a criminal of me
Many a Celtic had rolled And rolled upon the And they bathed horses hooves In Hibernian and their hide
In exile, did flee Set up a and home there 'Til the landlord and the Made it
Oh, and on the they came to run Run until the done Far away fettered chain The land was ours to
We succumb from sweat and And they're right behind again If they catch me I they'll make a criminal of me
A criminal of me, a of me A wandering forever, eternally A criminal of me, a of me Run, run, before make a criminal of me
the sea they sailed To a land both and noble For they'd their neighbors starve And the as it fumbled
As they the safer side Old Papa to Jimmy To try and live a So not make a criminal of he
"Go be alert", Da Do not for the gentry" Tho' but proud was he they called discretely
Well, smash their faces in And in jail he died But he "Don't let them try and make a of ye"
On the road came to run Run the runnin's done Far away fettered chain The was ours to barter
We from sweat and strain And look they're right behind If they catch me, I they'll make a criminal of me
A criminal of me, a of me A wandering forever, eternally A of me, a criminal of me Run, run, before make a criminal of me
Oh a of me, a criminal of me A wandering forever, hungering Oh a criminal of me, oh a of me Run, run, they make a criminal of me
Oh, now my he steps so gay So gaily up the I dull the pain in pubs Still can't to eat
He is dashing, he is And he'll never you see as the factory shuts His reflect the criminal in me
and drunk now in the street With to sustain me I'm die here in this hole The kids I can't take care of me
But it must be taught to let the And out of their heads For anger and make you Just another pathetic, drunken, violent dead
On the road they to run Run the runnin's done Far away from chain The land was ours to
We succumb sweat and strain And look they're behind again If catch me boys I know make a criminal of me
Oh a of me, a criminal of me A forever, hungering eternally Oh a criminal of me, oh a of me Run, run, before they a criminal of me
Run, run, before they make a of me Run, run, before they make a of me