My Own Native Land

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There's a dear little isle in the Western O-cean
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There's an island of purity, holy and grand
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It's a name fills its daughters and sons with emotion
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When they are out on a far distant strand


[Verse 2]
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'Tis Ireland, my country, the birthplace of heroes
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The home of the patriot, warrior and sage
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Of bards, and of chieftains, whose names live in stories
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May they live forever on history's page


[Verse 3]
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You once were a proud and a glorious nation
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Your name and your fame were known all over the world
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'Til misfortune came o'er you and sad desolation
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Your emerald banner in slavery lay unfurled


[Verse 4]
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They tortured your children, they spoiled your green banner
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They tried to exterminate you, long, long, long ago
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But the Irish are somehow like wild creeping flowers
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The faster you pluck them, the quicker they seem to grow


[Verse 5]
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I love every blade of grass green on your mountain
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Every leaf on your tree and every rock on your strand
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I love your green valleys and murmuring fountains
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I love you, acushla, my own dear native land_____