God's Own Country

Where we live is god's own country
Though it's dirtier and poorer than he planned
Broken windows, broken lives
Jobless husbands, weeping wives.

It may not look like god's own country
But god is love and i know he loves this land
Though it's ragged and it's worn
It's the place where i was born.

The beauty lies within in god's own country
It sleeps beneath the soil and 'neath the sand
It's our mothers and fathers, our heroes and martyrs
For god's in the people and people are the land
Each new generation will rebuild the nation
That's how it's been since our history began.

In the darkness of the night i hear it singing
The whispering of the wind and rain, it's song.

A sublime eternal tune
To the rhythms of the moon
These ancient chords were formed in the beginning
And they sing to me "my country right or wrong"
These are songs we always sang
No one knows when they began.

This fair land is god's own country
And it's catholic and republican and free.

It's a protestant land made by god's perfect hand
And a protestant country it will always be.

For ireland is mine and is so for all time
From the atlantic ocean unto the Irish sea.

Where i live is god's own country
I was born here and this land belongs to me
It's in our blood and in our bones
It's the place that we call home.

The beauty lies within in god's own country
It sleeps beneath the soil and 'neath the sand
It's our mothers and fathers, our heroes and martyrs
For god's in the people and people are the land
Each new generation will rebuild the nation
That's how it's been since our history began.

Where i live is god's own country
Though it's dirtier and poorer than he planned
Though it's ragged and it's worn
It's the place where i was born.