LIKE GOD'S OWN COUNTRY. BUT GOD IS LOVE AND I KNOW HE LOVES THIS LAND. THOUGH IT'S RAGGED AND IT'S WORN IT'S THE PLACE WHERE I WAS BORN. THE BEAUTY LIES
GOD'S OWN COUNTRY. THE NATION'S CHILDREN SCATTERED FAR AND WIDE. BUT NO MATTER WHERE WE ROAM WE WILL STILL CALL IRELAND HOME. IF WE NEVER DO RETURN TO GOD'S OWN
MOB STAND UP LADS AND FIGHT FOR GOD'S OWN COUNTRY. WE'LL TAKE THE BATTLE TO THE ENEMY. WE ARE YOUNG AND WE ARE STRONG. AND WE MUST RIGHT AN ANCIENT WRONG