Marching round the ladies

Marching round the shore

Marching round the ladies

As you have done before

In and out of windows

In and out the door

In and out of windows

As you have done before

Stand and face your lover

Stand and face the shore

Stand and face your lover

As you have done before

Whisper in the garden

Whisper on the road

Whisper in the garden

Where the elderberry grows

Write to him in Paris

Write to him France

Write to him in Paris

Where the ladies learn to dance

Follow him up to Glasgow

Follow him up the shore

Follow him up to Glasgow

Where they drink ‘till three or four

Chase him back to Belfast

Chase him out the door

Chase him back to Belfast

As you have done before

In and out of windows

In and out the door

In and out of windows

As you have done before

Marching up the Shankill

Marching up the Falls

Doesn’t matter where you’re from

The Tories fuck us all

Bring me wine and porter

Send me off to bed

Bring my wine and porter

For the noise inside my head

Stand and face your lover

Stand and face the shore

Stand and face your lover

As you have done before

Whisper in the garden

Whisper on the road

Whisper in the garden

Where the elderberry grows