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Mary:
Where we live is God's own country
Though it's dirtier and poorer than He planned
Broken windows, broken lives
Jobless husbands, weeping wives

It may not look like God's own country
But God is love and I know He loves this land
Though it's ragged and it's worn
It's the place where I was born

The beauty lies within in God's own country
It sleeps beneath the soil and 'neath the sand
It's our mothers and fathers, our heroes and martyrs
For God's in the people and people are the land
Each new generation will rebuild the nation
That's how it's been since our history began

Protestant Girl:
In the darkness of the night I hear it singing
The whispering of the wind and rain, its song

Both:
A sublime eternal tune to the rhythms of the moon
These ancient chords were formed in the beginning
And they sing to me, "My country, right or wrong"
These are the songs we always sang
No one knows where they began

Mary:
This fair land is God's own country
And it's Catholic and Republican and free

Protestant Girl:
It's a Protestant land made by God's perfect hand
And a Protestant country it will always be

Both:
For Ireland is mine and is so for all time
From the Atlantic Ocean unto the Irish Sea

Where I live is God's own country
I was born here and this land belongs to me
It's in our blood and in our bones
It's the place that we call home

The beauty lies within in God's own country
It sleeps beneath the soil and 'neath the sand
It's our mothers and fathers, our heroes and martyrs
For God's in the people and people are the land
Each new generation will rebuild the nation
That's how it's been since our history began

Where I live is God's own country
Though it's dirtier and poorer than He planned
Though it's ragged and it's worn
It's the place where I was born


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