The Provinces

Francis Carlin

O God that I
 May arise with the Gael
To the song in the sky
 Over Inisfail!
Ulster, your dark
 Mold for me;
Munster, a lark
 Hold for me!
Connaght, a `caoine'
 Croon for me;
Lienster, a mean
 Stone for me!
O God that I
 May arise with the Gael
To the song in the sky
 Over Inisfail!