[Verse]
I'll sing you a song for all is up in the Dáil,
Proud to be Irish not European at all,
Ah, now into the café, bars or fancy old notions,
That's my culture, oh, Erin Go Bragh.

[Chorus]
Oh, culture, oh, culture, don't go away,
Tis the cow in the Dáil, that has you this way,
Come out ye young rebels let it be told,
That Ireland our country will never be sold.

[Verse]
Let everyone young person working all round the clock,
Now the bank owns them all from Biddy to Jack,
Oh, what can we do to get out of this mess,
Oh, Larkin and Connolly we could do with you now.

[Chorus]
Oh, culture, oh, culture, don't go away,
Tis the cow in the Dáil, that has you this way,
Come out ye young rebels let it be told,
That Ireland our country will never be sold.

[Verse]
The day of the small farmer is just nearly gone,
Oh, the land that has kept us forever so long,
I'll remember the days or brings turns on the cart,
And going with me granddad to sell at the mart.

[Chorus]
Oh, culture, oh, culture, don't go away,
Tis the cow in the Dáil, that has you this way,
Come out ye young rebels let it be told,
That Ireland our country will never be sold.

[Verse]
Oh, the boots have to know they still have to go,
Will you answer my call for once and for all,
I wonder what the martyrs of Ireland will say?
I want my six counties and culture again.

[Chorus]
Oh, culture, oh, culture, don't go away,
Tis the cow in the Dáil, that has you this way,
Come out ye young rebels let it be told,
That Ireland our country will never be sold.

[Verse]
Fianna Fáil and Fine Gael and old Labours to sail,
Will you open your eyes and stand up for your rights,
The men of the Rising will turn in their graves,
Vote for Sinn Féin and let's cease all this pain

[Chorus]
Oh, culture, oh, culture, don't go away,
Tis the cow in the Dáil, that has you this way,
Come out ye young rebels let it be told,
That Ireland our country will never be sold.