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The Rapparee - The Royal Showband
My spurs are rusted my coat is rent my plume is damp
With rain
And the thistle down and the barley beard are thick on my
Horses mane
But my rifle's as bright as my sweetheart's eye my arm
Is strong and free
What care have I for your king or laws I'm an outlawed
Rapparee
Lift your glasses friends with mine and give your hand to
Me
I'm England's foe I'm Ireland's friend I'm an outlawed
Rapparee I'm an outlawed rapparee
Hunted from out is father's home pursued by steel and shot
A bloody warfare we must wage or the gibbet be our lot
Hurrah this war is welcome work the hunted outlaw knows
He steps unto his country's love o'er the corpses of his foes
Lift your glasses friends with mine and give your hand to me
I'm England's foe I'm Ireland's friend I'm an outlawed rapparee
I'm an outlawed rapparee
The mountain cavern is my home up high in the crystal
Air
My bed of limestone iron ribbed and the brown heath
Smelling fair
Let George or William only send his troops to burn or
Loot
We'll meet them up on equal ground and we'll fight them
Foot by foot
Lift your glasses friends with mine and give your hand to me
I'm England's foe I'm Ireland's friend I'm an outlawed rapparee
I'm an outlawed rapparee
I'm England's foe I'm Ireland's friend I'm an outlawed rapparee
I'm an outlawed rapparee