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I found the song in Dominic Behans "Ireland sings"Nr.77:
Tune is the melody of "'S faigamid siud mar a ta se"
Words by Dominic Behan
They say that the lakes of Killarney are fair
That no stream like the Liffey can ever compare,
If it's water you want you'll find nothing more rare
Than the stuff they make down by the ocean
The sea ,oh The sea is the gradh geal mo croide,
Long may it stay between England and me,
It's a sure guarentee that some hour we'll be free
Oh!thank God we're surrounded by water!
2.) Tom Moore made his waters meet fame and renown,
A great lover of anything dressed in a crown;
In brandy the bandy old Saxon he'd drown,
But throw ne'er a one into the ocean.
3.) The Scots have their whisky,the Welsh have their speech,
And their poets are paid about tenpence a week
Provided no hard words on England they speak;
Oh Lord!What a price for devotion!
4.) The Danes came to Ireland with nothing to do
But dream of the plundered old Irish they slew;
"Yeh will in your Vikings,"said Brian Boru,
And threw them back in the ocean!
5.) Two foreign old monarchs in battle did join,
Each wanting their head on the back of a coin:
If the Irish had sense they'd both drown in the Boyne
And Partition Throw into the ocean!
Gradh geal mo croide:-great joy of my heart.
Pronounced-Grah gyall muh cree
Hope I could help