Here I am from Donegal, I feel quite discontented To see the way that we're run down, not fairly represented For they say it is a general rule to make out Pat a knave or fool But never mind, we'll play it cool and speak up for old Ireland.
Do me justice, treat me fair, and I won't be discontented Nor I won't be laughed at anywhere, but fairly represented.
There's Mr. Punch with his literature, he tries to hurt us sadly Whene'er he draws our caricature, he depicts us rather badly With crooked limbs and villainous face he represents the Irish race. I'm sure it is a great disgrace, we think so in old Ireland.
Do me justice, treat me fair, and I won't be discontented Nor I won't be laughed at anywhere, but fairly represented.
When on the stage I do appear with a thundering big shillelagh With tattered hat and ragged coat, you'd think I'd step out gaily With not a word of common sense, they don't know when they give offence But carry on at Pat's expense: just let them come to Ireland!
Do me justice, treat me fair, and I won't be discontented Nor I won't be laughed at anywhere, but fairly represented.
They say we're dirty and lazy got, but what's the use to grumble For when they enter our Irish cot, they're welcome though it's humble. In public works, the country round, or where hard work it is to be found In a railway tunnel underground, you'll find the boys from Ireland.
Do me justice, treat me fair, and I won't be discontented Nor I won't be laughed at anywhere, but fairly represented.
It's very true I like a glass, it makes my heart feel frisky And I'm very fond of an Irish lass and partial to the whiskey. I'm very quiet when left alone, I do what I like with what's my own But woe be to the foes, Ochone, who dare run down old Ireland.
Do me justice, treat me fair, and I won't be discontented Nor I won't be laughed at anywhere, but fairly represented.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
