O God that I
May arise with the Gael
To the song in the sky
Over Inisfail!
Ulster, your dark
Mold for me;
Munster, a lark
Hold for me!
Connaght, a 'caoine'
Croon for me;
Lienster, a mean
Stone for me!
O God that I
May arise with the Gael
To the song in the sky
Over Inisfail!
The Provinces
Francis Carlin
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