"I'll take them to my grave." he said
"I'll take them to my grave."
Walked side by side on another tide
And left this world betrayed.
And we'll set sail just one more time
And fear no flying lead
And the uniform of another war
That treated us like men
"I'll take them to my grave." he said
"I'll take them to my grave."
And I'll lead them, singing 'Save the King'
And save us all as well
And I'll think of them as I'm sleeping there
And they cover me in Clay
And I'll think of the one that blinded us
But we wished we couldn't say
And the uniform means nothing more
Than a border we'll never see
And the uniform means nothing more
Than a stroll across a field
And they'll take away the place you break
And with a naked eye
You couldn't tell the one you kill
From the one you kissed goodbye.
I'll call out to the northern side
Where memories are long
And I'll waltz in sin
Through a bitter wind
With creatures Great and Small
And there's plenty saving for the ones
Who wrap themselves in green
We caress the iron men
Who mind the song with me
My name is Martin Doyle he said
My name is Martin Doyle.
How dare I wear the king's attire
And lay in Irish soil?
Well my own life and death it is
But this I'll leave with you
Those men of mine who were cast of aside
You can bury me in blue.
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Lyrics submitted by Evan McGregor.