The Orange And The Green
My father was an Ulster man,
Proud Protestant was he.
My mother was a Catholic girl,
From County Cork was She.
They were married in Two churches,
Lived happily enough,
Until the day that I was born
And things Got rather tough.
Oh, it is the biggest mix-up
That you have ever seen.
My father, he was Orange
And me mother, She was green.
Baptized by Father Riley,
I was rushed away by car,
To be made a little Orangeman,
my father's shining star.
I was christened David Anthony,
But still, inspite of that,
To me father, I was William,
While my mother called me Pat.
Oh, it is the biggest mix-up...
With Mother every Sunday,
To Mass I'd proudly stroll.
Then after that, the Orange lodge
Would try to save my Soul.
For both sides tried to claim me,
But I was smart because
I'd play the flute or play the harp,
Depending where I was.
Oh, it is the biggest mix-up...
Now when I'd sing those rebel songs,
Much to me mother's joy,
Me father would jump up and say,
Look here would you me boy.
That's quite enough of that lot,
He'd then toss me a coin
And he'd have me sing the Orange Flute
Or the Heroes of The Boyne
Oh, it is the biggest mix-up...
One day me Ma's relations
Came round to visit me.
Just as my father's kinfolk
Were all sitting down to Tea.
We tried to smooth things over,
But they all began to fight.
And me, being strictly neutral,
I bashed everyone in sight.
Oh, it is the biggest mix-up...
My parents never could agree
About my type of School.
My learning was all done at home,
That's Why I'm such a fool.
They've both passed on, God rest 'em,
But left me caught between
That awful Color problem
Of the Orange and the Green.
Oh, it is the biggest mix-up...
Oh, it is the biggest mix-up
La naranja y el verde
Mi padre era un hombre de Ulster,
Orgulloso protestante que era.
Mi madre era una chica católica,
Desde el Condado de Cork Era.
Se casaron en dos iglesias,
Vivía felizmente,
Hasta el día en que nací
Y las cosas se pusieron más difíciles.
¡Oh, es la mayor confusión
Que usted haya visto jamás.
Mi padre, que era de color naranja
Y a mí madre, ella era de color verde.
Bautizado por el padre de Riley,
Me llevaron en coche,
Para hacerse una Orangeman poco,
estrella brillante de mi padre.
Que fue bautizada como David Anthony,
Pero aún así, inspite de que,
Para mí padre, que era William,
Mientras mi madre me llamó Pat.
¡Oh, es la más grande confusión ...
Con la madre todos los domingos,
Para la misa, me gustaría pasear con orgullo.
Luego, después de eso, la casa de campo de Orange
Trataría de salvar mi alma.
Para ambas partes trataron de reclamar,
Pero yo era inteligente, porque
Tocaba la flauta o tocar el arpa,
Dependiendo de donde yo estaba.
¡Oh, es la más grande confusión ...
Ahora, cuando yo cantaba esas canciones rebeldes,
Mucho para mí la alegría de la madre,
Me padre se levantaba y decía:
Mira ¿Me niño.
Eso es más que suficiente de ese lote,
A continuación, me lanza una moneda
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