Generations
(© 2010 Jim "Carbomb" Parkinson)

They farmed in the fields and they worked in the factories
Surviving the cold and the rain
They built the great land that they call Emerald Isle
Amidst all the hardships and pain

They came from the fields and the cities
With their strength and their souls and their minds
And they sang and they danced to the tunes of old Ireland
So they never would leave them behind

They left from the docks all aboard sailing ships
To the strains of American Wakes
Once through Ellis Island they started the trip
With a dream of a new life to make

They came from the fields and the cities
With their strength and their souls and their minds
And they sang and they danced to the tunes of old Ireland
So they never would leave them behind

They work different jobs and they still raise their families
Surviving the changes and times
They gather in places to share in the music
And sing with the tunes and the rhymes

They came from the fields and the cities
With their strength and their souls and their minds

And they sang and they danced to the tunes of old Ireland So they never would leave them behind

We come from the suburbs and cities
With our strength and our souls and our minds
And we sing and we dance to the tunes of old Ireland
So we never will leave them behind.