The Song of Partition

We’ll rant and we’ll rave there’s no united Ireland

We scream and we’ll shout to keep us all apart

We’ll kick up the fuss to keep us all devided

And to keep the Isle of Ireland a deep and troubled land.

We live on this old island they call Ireland

The Catholics and the Protestants and the Presbyterians, too.

We decided that we couldn’t life togehter,

So we devided up the country into two.

They set up a boundary commission

And that was in the year of Twenty-Two

We knew that our friends would not forsake us

And make us life in Ireland turned to two.

So we’ll rant and we’ll rave there’s no united Ireland

We scream and we’ll shout to keep us all apart

We’ll kick up the fuss to keep us all devided

And to keep the Isle of Ireland a deep and troubled land.

We decided on the six counties Ulster

For Carson said that nine sure would never ever do

There be too many Papist in to deal with

And we could never make a state with just a few

There are three loyal counties to the Union

The other three will never have their say

We’ll make the twenty-six a foreign country

And pretend that they’re a thousand miles away

So we’ll rant and we’ll rave there’s no united Ireland

We scream and we’ll shout to keep us all apart

We’ll kick up the fuss to keep us all devided

And to keep the Isle of Ireland a deep and troubled land.

We’ll never live with Papists of with Fenians

For they have to obey the rule of the Pope in Rome

We’ll force all the others then to leave us

And have a little state we call our own

So get out the pens we draw the boundary

Through towns and farms and hills and bogs and all

And bring us all the pricks that’s made in Ireland

For it’s better that we build a bloody wall.

So we’ll rant and we’ll rave there’s no united Ireland

We scream and we’ll shout to keep us all apart

We’ll kick up the fuss to keep us all devided

And to keep the Isle of Ireland a deep and troubled land.

We’ll rant and we’ll rave there’s no united Ireland

We scream and we’ll shout to keep us all apart

We’ll kick up the fuss to keep us all devided

And to keep the Isle of Ireland a deep and troubled land.