Garth Brooks - Ireland
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fVsBDcDnXzsThey say Mother Earth is breathing
With each wave that finds the shore
Her soul rises in the evening
For to open twilight's door
Her eyes are the stars in Heaven
Watching o'er us all the while
And her heart, it is in Ireland
Deep within the Emerald Isle
We were forty against hundreds
In someone else's bloody war
We know not why we're fighting
Or what we're dying for
They will storm us in the morning
When the sunlight turns the sky
Death is waiting for its dance, now
Fate has sentenced us to die.
Chorus:
Ireland, I am coming home
I can see your rolling fields of green
and fences made of stone
I am reaching out, won't you take my hand?
I'm coming home, Ireland
Oh the Captain he lay bleeding
And I can hear him calling me
"These men are yours, now, for the leading
Show them to their destiny."
And as I look up all around me
I see the ragged tired and torn
I tell them to make ready
We're not waiting for the morn
Chorus
And now the fog is deep and heavy
As we forge through dark and fear
We can hear their horses breathing
As in silence we draw near
And there are no words to be spoken
Just a look to say goodbye
I draw a breath and night is broken
As I scream our battle-cry
Chorus
We were forty against hundreds...