ORANGE SONGS

Flower of Ulster

 by ulsterman , Mon Nov 01, 2010 1:18 pm

A soldier boy was leaving,
his sweetheart one fine day,
with sad farewells and broken hearts,
he wiped her tears aways.

she pinned to him a Lily,
as he kissed his love goodbye,
the flower of dear old Ulster,
that will never wither n die.

across the seas he travelled,
to a land so far away,
where generations of loyal hearts,
were sacrificed that day.

he took with him a Lily,
when he kissed his love goodbye,
the flower of dear old Ulster,
that will never wither n die.

It was only an Orange Lily,
she pinned upon his breast,
On a cold and early July morn,
they laid him down to rest,
now the only flowers that bloom,
in the poppy fields so red,
Is the Orange Lily of Ulster,
that will flower over his head.

Now she sits n dreams her memories,
for her love has never died,
and time will grant her wishes,
and take her to his side,
and through the years she treasured,
the day they said goodbye,
she whispered "take my love with you,
it will never wither n die".

It was only an Orange Lily,
she pinned upon his breast,
On a cold and early July morn,
they laid him down to rest,
now the only flowers that bloom,
in the poppy fields so red,
Is the Orange Lily of Ulster,
that will flower over his head.

ulsterman
Posts: 151
Date registered 10.29.2010

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