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Wrap the green flag round me, boys To die 'twere far more sweet With Erin's noble emblem, boys To be my winding sheet In life I love to see it wave And follow where it led But now my eyes grow dim, my hand Would grasp it's last bright sheet Chorus Then wrap the green flag round me, boys To die 'twere far more sweet With Erin's noble emblem, boys To be my winding sheet And I had hoped to meet ye boys On many a well fought field When to our sacred banner boys The treacherous foe would yield But now alas! I am denied My dearest earthly prayer You'll follow and you'll meet the foe But I will not be there But though my body moulders boys My spirit will be free And every comrade's honour boys Will yet be dear to me And in the thick and bloody fight Let not your courage lag For I'll be there and hov'ring near Around the dear old flag |