FIELD'S OF ULSTER (V)

Oh father dear father
Why are all the fields so green
Oh no my son, Oh no my son
Its not the way it seems
In our dear land from end to end
But sometimes seldom shows
In every field of Ulster soil

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The orange lily grows
The fields of Ulster
The fields of Ulster
The dear Lord ploughs and sows
The fields of Ulster
The fields of Ulster
Where the orange lily grows

That sacred flower in darkest hours
The emblem in our faith
Was worn across the centuries
By Ulster soldiers brave
Its petals spreading far and wide
Until the world knows
In every field of Ulster soil
The orange lily grows

The fields of Ulster
The fields of Ulster
The good Lord ploughs and sows
The fields of Ulster
The fields of Ulster
Where the orange lily grows

Oh father dear father
That couldn't be achieved
I'm off to join that gallant band
The Ulster volunteers
For as long as Derry's walls still stand
And the River Boyne still flows
In every field of Ulster soil
The orange lily grows
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