Ah the Gaels all call it Derry
but we English won't play fair
An it's in our bloody language that it's altered
An it's in our bloody language that it's altered
Now we English had an Empire
It's jsut Ulster now that's left
An their city's Londonderry in our language
An it's in our bloody language that it's altered
When the Vikings came to Derry
Their long seige was hard to fight
Then their second city flourished
Call it Derry
An it's in our bloody language that it's altered
An Sir Henry Dowcra gave it
To the London City men
As the Ulster-fat plantation Pride of Derry
An it's in our bloody language that it's altered
Yes we stole their name of Derry
And imposed our London ways
We destroyed their Ulster Kingdom Captured Derry
An it's in our bloody language that it's altered
Ay our ethnic-clean plantation
Dispossessed their Gaelic Earls
Threw their native people groundwards Out of Derry
An it's in our bloody language that it's altered
We moved in our English settlers
And our settling Scots as well
To remove all trace of Derry out of Derry
An it's in our bloody language that it's altered
Ah the Gaels all call it Derry
It's as old as Longhand Lugh
And we English march across it with our language
An it's in our bloody language that it's altered
Well we English lost our Empire
It's just Ulster now that's left
An it's in our bloody language that it's altered
An it's in our bloody language that it's altered
An it's in our bloody language that it's altered
1998 © Charlotte Peters Rock
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