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Thirty-Two Countries, The

Timothy Daniel Sullivan
Here�s to Donegal and her people brave and tall, Here�s to Antrim, to Leitrim and to Derry, Here�s to Cavan and to Louth, here�s to Carlow in the South, Here�s to Longford, to Waterford, and Kerry. Then clink your glasses, clink, �Tis a toast for all to drink, And let every voice join in the chorus, For Ireland is our home, And wherever we may roam, We�ll be true to the dear land that bore us. Here�s to Tyrone, where O�Neill long held his own, Here�s to Monaghan, Fermanagh and Kildare, boys! Here�s to her whose stroke broke the hated Penal yoke, And you know that�s the brave County Clare, boys. Here�s to Sligo and to Down, and Armagh of old renown, Here�s to Kilkenny famed in story; Here�s to Wexford by the sea, that near set old Ireland free, And here�s to Royal Meath in all her glory. Here�s to Galway and Mayo, that never feared a foe, Here�s to Wicklow, its peaks and its passes; Here�s to Limerick famed to all for its well-defended wall, And still more for the beauty of its lasses. Here�s to gallant Cork, the next county to New York, Here�s to Roscommon bright and airy, Here�s to Westmeath, where a tyrant scarce can breathe, And here�s to unconquered Tipperary. Queens County too we�ll toast, and Kings for both can boast, They are spots the invaders got some trouble in! And now to finish up, fill a bright and brimming cup, And we�ll drink, boys, to jolly little Dublin! This page has been viewed 1352 times

Here�s to Donegal and her people brave and tall,
Here�s to Antrim, to Leitrim and to Derry,
Here�s to Cavan and to Louth, here�s to Carlow in the South,
Here�s to Longford, to Waterford, and Kerry.

Then clink your glasses, clink,
�Tis a toast for all to drink,
And let every voice join in the chorus,
For Ireland is our home,
And wherever we may roam,
We�ll be true to the dear land that bore us.

Here�s to Tyrone, where O�Neill long held his own,
Here�s to Monaghan, Fermanagh and Kildare, boys!
Here�s to her whose stroke broke the hated Penal yoke,
And you know that�s the brave County Clare, boys.

Here�s to Sligo and to Down, and Armagh of old renown,
Here�s to Kilkenny famed in story;
Here�s to Wexford by the sea, that near set old Ireland free,
And here�s to Royal Meath in all her glory.

Here�s to Galway and Mayo, that never feared a foe,
Here�s to Wicklow, its peaks and its passes;
Here�s to Limerick famed to all for its well-defended wall,
And still more for the beauty of its lasses.

Here�s to gallant Cork, the next county to New York,
Here�s to Roscommon bright and airy,
Here�s to Westmeath, where a tyrant scarce can breathe,
And here�s to unconquered Tipperary.

Queens County too we�ll toast, and Kings for both can boast,
They are spots the invaders got some trouble in!
And now to finish up, fill a bright and brimming cup,
And we�ll drink, boys, to jolly little Dublin!

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