Tipperary

Lyrics

Were you ever in sweet Tipperary
Where the fields are so sunny and green
And the heath-brown Slievebloom and the Galtees
Look down with so proud a’ mien
’tis there you would see more beauty
Than is on all Irish ground
God bless you, my sweet Tipperary
For where could your like be found

They say that your hand is fearful
That darkness is in your eye
But I’ll not let them talking
So black and so bitter a lie
O, no, macushla stoirin bright
Bright and warm are you
With hearts as bold as the men of old
To yourself and your country true

And when there is gloom upon you
Bid them think who brought it there
Sure a frown or a word of hatred
Was not made for your face so fair
You’ve a hand for the grasp of friendship
Another to make them quake
And they’re welcome to whichsoever
It pleases them to take

Shall our homes like the huts of Connaught
Be crumbled before our eyes
Shall we fly like a flock of wild geese
From all that we love and prize
No, by those that were here before us
No churl shall our tyrant be
Our land is theirs by plunder but
By Brigid, ourselves are free

No, we do not forget the greatness
Did once to sweet Eire belong
No treason or craven spirit
Was ever our race among
And no frown or word of hatred
We give but to pay them back
In evil we only follow
Our enemies’ darksome track

O, come for a while among us
And give us the friendly hand
And you’ll see that old Tipperary
Is a loving and gladsome land
From Upper to Lower Ormond
Bright welcomes and smiles will spring
On the plains of Tipperary
The stranger is like a king


Notes

Written by Eva Mary Kelly


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Tipperary


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