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Sure it's old, but it is beautiful
And the colors they are fine
It was worn at Derry, Aughrim,
Enniskillen, and the Boyne.
Sure my father wore it when a youth
In the bygone days of yore,
And it's on the twelfth I love to wear
The sash my father wore.
Sure
I'm an Ulster Orangeman
And from Erin's Isle I came
To see my lads go (gravlin)?
Of honor and of fame.
And to tell them of my forefathers
Who fought in days of yore
All on the twelfth day of July
In the sash my father wore.
Sure
it's old but it is beautiful,
It's the best you've ever seen,
Being worn for more than ninety years
In that little isle of green
From my orange and purple forefathers
It descended with a lore
It's a terror to the Fenian boys
The sash my father wore.
So
here I am in Glasgow town
To find them girls to see
And I'm hoping good old orange Ulster
That you all will welcome me.
A true blue blade has just arrived
From the dear old Ulster shore
All on the 12th day of July
In the sash my father wore.
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Oh,
when I'm going to leave you all
Oh, good luck to you I'll say
As I cross the raging sea, my boys,
Surely the orange flute I'll play.
And returning to my native town
To old Belfast once more
To be welcomed by those Orangemen
In the sash my father wore.
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