For No 1
You’ll take the high road
and I’ll take the long and winding road
Will you no leave me?
Will you no grieve me?
Close your borders, the issue –
tomorrow I’ll missue
Father McCartney wiping the dirt from his hands
very grave
For though they may be parted
there is still a chance that they will see
to where you once belonged
as Alex Sam arrives without a suitcase
Wee bird singing in the dead of night
and he never gives an answer
Speed bonnie boat like a bird on the wings
Aye believe in yesterday
Say we'll be together every day
after living alone for so many years (aye aye)
Give Ireland Back To The Irish, er
Vote nah nah nah nah nah nah, nah nah nah …
nah nah
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