A little number I did on my 1690 comeback tour.

The Green, Green Grass of Home

Drumcree looks much the same.
On the hill above the plain,
Flaps the residence of Kittery and McAutry.
There's broken glass and wire that's barbed
And boys decked out in marching garb
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home

Oh yes they'll all come to greet me
Arms outstretched and smiling sweetly
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home

My oul' tent is still standin'
And me sleepin' bag is dry
And there's the oul' latrine I used to wee in
Down the road I walk that's called Garvaghy
A trip that always makes me happy
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home

Oh yes they'll all come to greet me
Arms outstretched and smiling sweetly
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home

The army and the lawmen
Say "Up the road you go, men!
Never mind the residents complaining"
And we play "The Ducks of Magheralin"
Even though the tune's a din
And then we play the Green Slopes Of The Boyne

Oh yes they'll all come to greet me
Arms outstretched and smiling sweetly
It's good to touch the green, green grass of home

But then I wake and look around me
A thousand cops surround me
And I realise that I was only dreamin'
For the hoors in thon oul' Walks Commission
On our parades are forever pishin'
So we're camped out on the green, green grass of home

Oh yes they've stifled our ambition
The hoors in the Walks Commission
So we're camped out on the green, green grass of home