Walsh doesnt yet know whether Ireland, Ireland! will be embraced as an alternative anthem, but hes hopeful. “Were completely at the whim of The Irish Times and the nation. Were not getting ahead of ourselves, but wed like them to sing it before the Scottish game this weekend.”
By The Duckworth Lewis Method
Ireland, Ireland, damp sod of earth
lost on the surf of the North Atlantic.
Ireland, Ireland, mountains and mist,
Vodka and chips, its so romantic.
Joyce and Heaney, Beckett and Wilde,
Bill OHerlihy, Dunphy and Giles,
Evans, Hewson, Mullen and Clayton,
Westlife and Jedward the pride of our nation!
Ireland, Ireland, once we were poor,
Then we were wealthy; now we are poor again.
Cows and horses, donkeys and sheep,
Munster and Leinster, Connacht and ******.
Chinese, Polish, Africans too,
Doing the jobs we dont want to do.
An Irish stew, a nation of nations,
Working for peanuts in petrol stations.
Ireland, Ireland, you are the best
Place to the west of Wales and Scotland.
Sometimes its heaven, sometimes its hell,
But Id rather be Irish than anything else.
WRITTEN BY ‘DUCKWORTH & LEWIS’ c.2010