Wednesday 14 November 2007

Our Bloody Language

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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