You'll Never Beat The Irish

This'll be happy little song, it's a little bit of fun

We want you all to join in and have the crack with this one

Because the song tells a story of the great resilient Irish people, they say

And the story is called

You'll never beat the Irish!

Come on everybody! Come on!

In 1167 they came to Ireland on the make

They were followed by invasions by conquest in their wake

The kings and queens of England made our land a battleground

They took the land by fraud, defeat, poison, murder and deceit

Murder, plunder, fallaballa, clear the way

Cheating, stealing, diddly idel-day

Ducking, diving, fallaballa, clear the way

Diddly idel-oh, diddly idel-day

Then by the fifteenth century they held precariously to the Pale

The invaders were more Irish than the Irish, that's the tale

A fat greedy king called Henry's dick was bigger than his brain

Forced a reformation, confiscating usurpation

And you'll never beat the Irish, no matter what you do

Oh, you can put us down and keep us out but we'll come back again

Come on, let's hear ya!

You know we are the fighting Irish and we fight until the end

You know, you should have known, you'll never beat the Irish

Murder, plunder, fallaballa, clear the way

Cheating, stealing, diddly idel-day

Ducking, diving, fallaballa, clear the way

Diddly idel-oh, diddly idel-day

Murder, plunder, fallaballa, clear the way

Cheating, stealing, diddly idel-day

Ducking, diving, fallaballa, clear the way

Diddly idel-oh, diddly idel-day

The virgin queen Elizabeth brought more turmoil to our land

She decimated Munster, scorched the earth and all at hand

James the First and Charles The Mad brought other greedy bands

Took the land of Ulster, killed their chieftains, poisoned, plundered!

Murder, plunder, fallaballa, clear the way

Cheating, stealing, diddly idel-day

Ducking, diving, fallaballa, clear the way

Diddly idel-oh, diddly idel-day

By fraudulent and defective titles

They cheated Connaught and the West

Across the 17th century, from the war we had no rest

The curse of Cromwell plagued the land

Till the towns were red with blood

The Battle of the Boyne was fought, William, James and foreign hordes

You'll never beat the Irish, no matter what you do

Oh, you can put us down and keep us out but we'll come back again

You know we are the fighting Irish and we fight until the end

You know, you should have known, you'll never beat the Irish

Murder, plunder, fallaballa, clear the way

Cheating, stealing, diddly idel-day

Ducking, diving, fallaballa, clear the way

Diddly idel-oh, diddly idel-day

Murder, plunder, fallaballa, clear the way

Cheating, stealing, diddly idel-day

Ducking, diving, fallaballa, clear the way

Diddly idel-oh, diddly idel-day

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

You'll never beat the Irish!