ORANGE SONGS » Belfast Town

I have traveled this world and the pleasures that she gave
I've sailed the might oceans up and down
For its plainly I have yearned for my homeland to return
Just to see again my dear old Belfast Town.


There she stands in command of our forefathers land
She still wears the dear old British crown
And though battle scarred she be
She means home sweet home to me

When I see again my dear old Belfast Town.
And meander once again down this shackled narrow lane
On the Sandy Road to wander up and down
Through this city hall I'll walk to Finaghy and back
Just to see again my dear old Belfast Town.

There she stands in command of our forefathers land
She still wears the dear old British crown
And though battle scarred she be
She means home sweet home to me

I will visit East Belfast showing memories of our past
I will gaze and storm my buildings shining white
So when caution took its stand with its true and loyal band
To fly the Union Jack was Ulster's right.

There she stands in command of our forefathers land
She still wears the dear old British crown
And though battle scarred she be
She means home sweet home to me

I will see the city hall where the Union Jack flies tall
I will stand and watch the mighty Lagan flow
Belfast loyal to the core as she was in days of yore
When the Ulster Volunteers to war did go.

There she stands in command of our forefathers land
She still wears the dear old British crown
And though battle scarred she be
She means home sweet home to me

I'll be coming home in time and my heart will fill with pride
To be back home in the place where I belong
And Belfast will be kissed I can see that breaks the mist
And know she bears her malice with this song.

There she stands in command of our forefathers land
She still wears the dear old British crown
And though battle scarred she be
She means home sweet home to me