(Let The People Sing)
Let the people sing the stories and the songs,
And music of our native land,
With lullabies and battle cries and songs of hope and joy,
Join us hand in hand.

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

Let the people sing the stories and the songs,
And music of our native land,
With lullabies and battle cries and songs of hope and joy,
Join us hand in hand.

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

(God Bless This Lovely Land Of Mine)
[Chorus]
God bless this lovely land of mine,
Oh, God bless the mountains, the hills, and the valleys,
Some day the sun will cease to shine,
And I'll desert this lovely land of mine!

[Verse]
"This land of mine," the old man said,
"Will be alive when we are dead",
My father's words still haunt in my mind,
"God bless this lovely land of mine!"

[Chorus]
Oh, God bless this lovely land of mine,
And God bless the mountains, the hills, and the valleys,
Some day the sun will cease to shine
And I'll desert this lovely land of mine.

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

[Verse]
As I went walking by the Shannon waters,
Hand in hand there, my little daughter,
The church bells ringing, the children singing,
This land was made for you and me.

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

(God Save Ireland)
[Chorus]
"Oh, God save Ireland" said the heroes,
"God save Ireland" said they all,
Whether on the scaffolds high or the battlefield we die,
Oh, no matter when, for Erin dear we fall.

[Verse]
High upon the gallows tree, swung the noble hearted three,
By the vengeful tyrant, stricken in their bloom,
But they met him face to face with the courage of their race,
And they went with souls undaunted to their doom.

[Chorus]
"Oh, God save Ireland" said the heroes,
"God save Ireland" said they all,
Whether on the scaffolds high or the battlefield we die,
Oh, no matter when, for Erin dear we fall.

(Let The People Sing)
Let the people sing the stories and the songs,
And music of our native land,
With lullabies and battle cries and songs of hope and joy,
Join us hand in hand.

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

It was the music that kept their spirits free,
The songs of yours and of mine.