This Protestant Irish song was requested by both Weir1872 and Dan.
Lyrics and chords:
Em …………………...............……....………. Am ……......…. Dm
As we march up and down on the road to Portadown,
……... Em
Our drums they will blatter like the thunder.
….... Dm …………………………......................……… D
And as the day draws near we’ll fill each Fenian heart with fear.
……..…….... Em …….......…. B7 …....…. Em
We’re the bold Orange heroes of Comber.
In Dublin there's a man and he says he has a plan.
He has ten thousand men or more they say.
But then we need not mind for they’re all half lame and blind.
We’re the bold Orange heroes of Comber.
In Comber there’s a man; like his name he is headstrong.
He lives on the outskirts of Comber.
He says the day will come he’ll stick his foot through our big drum.
We’re the bold Orange heroes of Comber.
Then up comes the Pope, with a shovel up his coat.
And he says, “Boys go no farther.
We’ll tighten up a rope and we’ll stretch King Billy’s throat
And he’ll never never cross the Boyne water.”
You can see a playlist of my Orange songs here:
• Orange Songs
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