1. Now Ireland's a very funny place, sir It's a strange and a troubled land And the Irish are a very funny race, sir Every girl's in the Cumann na mBan Every doggie wears a tri-coloured ribbon Tied firmly to its tail And it wouldn't be surprising If there'd be another rising, Said the man from the Daily Mail. Refrain: Every bird, upon my word Is singing 'treble! I'm a rebel!' Every hen it's said is laying Hand grenades over there sir! I declare Sir! And every cock in the farmyard stock Crows in triumph for the Gael And it wouldn't be surprising If there'd be another rising, Said the man from the Daily Mail.

2. Now the other day I travelled down to Clare, sir I spied in an old boreen A bunch of busy gooses there, sir Dressed in orange, white and green They marched to the German goose step As they whistled Grann na bheal And I'm shakin' in me shoes As I'm sending out the news, Said the man from the Daily Mail. Refrain: sung with spoken tone 3. Now the whole place is seething with sedition, It's Sinn Fein through and through All the peelers they are joining local units And the password's Sinn Fein too Every doggie wears a tri-coloured ribbon Tied firmly to its tail And it wouldn't be surprising If there'd be another rising, Said the man from the Daily Mail.

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