Y'all's my greats, My great, great granddad was a A monarch and noble He surveyed 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
a Celtic head had rolled And upon the hillside And bathed their horses hooves In Hibernian blood and their
In exile, did flee Set up a church and there the landlord and the bailiff Made it
Oh, and on the they came to run Run until the runnin's Far away from chain The land was to barter
We succumb from and strain And look right behind again If catch me boys I know they'll make a of me
A of me, a criminal of me A forever, hungering eternally A criminal of me, a of me Run, run, they make a criminal of me
Across the sea sailed To a land both bright and For they'd watched neighbors starve And the bloodline as it
As they reached the safer Old said to Jimmy To try and live a So they'd not a criminal of he
"Go be alert", Da Do not for the gentry" poor but proud was he Whenever called discretely
Well, he'd smash their in And in jail he died But he "Don't let try and make a criminal of ye"
On the road came to run Run the runnin's done Far away fettered chain The land was to barter
We succumb sweat and strain And look they're right again If they me, boys I they'll make a criminal of me
A of me, a criminal of me A wandering forever, eternally A of me, a criminal of me Run, run, before they make a of me
Oh a criminal of me, a of me A wandering forever, hungering Oh a criminal of me, oh a of me Run, run, before make a criminal of me
Oh, now my boss he so gay So up the street While I the pain in pubs Still afford to eat
He is dashing, he is And never want you see as the factory shuts His shoes reflect the in me
Violent and drunk now in the With nothing to me I'm gonna die in this hole The kids I can't take of with me
But it be taught to let the blame And hatred out of heads For anger and danger you another pathetic, drunken, violent paddy dead
On the road they to run Run the runnin's done Far away from chain The was ours to barter
We from sweat and strain And they're right behind again If they catch me I they'll make a criminal of me
Oh a criminal of me, a of me A wandering forever, hungering Oh a of me, oh a criminal of me Run, run, before they make a of me
Run, run, they make a criminal of me Run, run, before they a criminal of me