(Let the People Sing)
[Verse]
For those who are in love there's a song that's warm and tender,
For those who are oppressed in song you can protest,
So liberate your mind and give your soul expression,
Open up your hearts, I'll sing for you this song.

[Chorus]
Let the people sing their stories and their songs,
The music of their native land,
Their lullabies and battle cries and songs of hope and joy,
So join us hand in hand.

All across this ancient land,
Throughout the test of time,
It was music that kept our sprits free,
Those songs of yours and of mine.

[Verse]
It was back in ancient times, when the bard would tell his stories,
Of the heroes, of the villain, of the chieftains in the glens,
Through Elizabethan times and Cromwellian war and fury,
Put our pipers to the sword, killed our harpers and our bards.

[Chorus]
Let the people sing their stories and their songs,
The music of their native land,
Their lullabies and battle cries and songs of hope and joy,
So join us hand in hand.

All across this ancient land,
Throughout the test of time,
It was music that kept our spirits free,
Those songs of yours and of mine.

[Verse]
Oh, Ireland, land of song, your music lives forever,
In its valleys, in its mountains, in its hills and in its glen,
Our music could survive through famine and oppression,
To the generations gone, I'll sing for you this song.

[Chorus]
Let the people sing their stories and their songs,
The music of their native land,
Their lullabies and battle cries and songs of hope and joy,
So join us hand in hand.

All across this ancient land,
Throughout the test of time,
It was music that kept our spirits free,
Those songs of yours and of mine.

(This Land Is Your Land)
[Chorus]
This land is your land, this land is my land,
From the northern highlands, to the western islands,
From the hills of Kerry, to the streets of Free Derry,
Singing, this land was made for you and me.

[Verse]
As I was walking by the Shannon waters,
Hand in hand with my little daughter,
Hear the church bell ringing, and the children singing,
Singing, this land was made for you and me.

[Chorus]
This land is your land, this land is my land,
From the northern highlands, to the western islands,
From the hills of Kerry, to the streets of Free Derry,
Singing, this land was made for you and me.

[Verse]
Then I climbed the mountain, by a crystal fountain,
Then I heard the wave roar from a rocky sea shore,
Her eyes were gleaming, she said, "Oh, Daddy,
This land was made for you and me."

[Chorus]
This land is your land, this land is my land,
From the northern highlands, to the western islands,
From the hills of Kerry, to the streets of Free Derry,
Singing, this land was made for you and me.

[Verse]
Then I walked her home by, by the old church steeple,
Proud of my country, proud of my people,
For the men who tried there and the men who died there,
Singing, this land is made for you and me.

[Chorus]
This land is your land, this land is my land,
From the northern highlands, to the western islands,
From the hills of Kerry, to the streets of Free Derry,
Oh, this land was made for you and me.

[Chorus]
This land is your land, this land is my land,
From the northern highlands, to the western islands,
From the hills of Kerry, to the streets of Free Derry,
Singing, this land was made for you and me.