Over the Muirland and over the Rhee Across the Atlantic, Oh what do I see The high hills of Anthrope The coastline of Claire The green fields of Ireland Will welcome me there We are an island way out on the sea We are the Irish as proud as can be In soft summer breezes or wild winter bliss Our heart's in the green fields of Ireland I stand by the harbour, what do I see A great ocean liner is waiting for me There's young people leavin' For lands far away All we ask is the right for to go or to stay We are an island way out on the sea We are the Irish as proud as can be In soft summer breezes or wild winter bliss Our heart's in the green fields of Ireland Instrumental I pray at the end of the trouble will come We bury the hatred along with the gong And the neighbour, once my enemy Will call me his friend And the green fields of Ireland Will have peace once again We are an island way out on the sea We are the Irish as proud as can be In soft summer breezes or wild winter bliss Our heart's in the green fields of Ireland Oh, We are an island way out on the sea We are the Irish as proud as can be In soft summer breezes or wild winter bliss Our heart's in the green fields of Ireland Our heart's in the green fields of Ireland.