Green and Troubled Land
Soldier of the ceasefire
Messiah in this place
Playboy of the western world
Scars carved into my face
Hero of the emerald sea
King of salt and sand
I'm through with two faced charlatans
Savaging this land
What doesn't make you stronger
Will kill you in the end
You can shake a thousand blood red hands
Yet never know a friend
The answers in the bloodstream
In the way you play the hand
In the way the same hand plays you
In this green and troubled land
Cast out above the eagles nest
On a well defended hill
High on power and glory
I'm coming for you still
Back down through all the centuries
For you haven't learned a thing
Now I'm breaking out to haunt the night
A living hell to bring
What doesn't make you stronger
Will kill you in the end
You can shake a thousand blood red hands
Yet never know a friend
The answers in the bloodstream
In the way you play the hand
In the way the same hand plays you
In this green and troubled land
Faugh a ballagh
Through the battlefields of Tara
Faugh a ballagh
To fight you hand to hand
Faugh a ballagh
To take back grace and virtue
In this green and troubled land
What doesn't make you stronger
Will kill you in the end
You can shake a thousand blood red hands
Yet never know a friend
The answers in the bloodstream
In the way you play the hand
In the way the same hand plays you
In this green and troubled land
In the way the same hand plays you
In this green and troubled land
Faugh a ballagh
Faugh a ballagh
Messiah in this place
Playboy of the western world
Scars carved into my face
Hero of the emerald sea
King of salt and sand
I'm through with two faced charlatans
Savaging this land
What doesn't make you stronger
Will kill you in the end
You can shake a thousand blood red hands
Yet never know a friend
The answers in the bloodstream
In the way you play the hand
In the way the same hand plays you
In this green and troubled land
Cast out above the eagles nest
On a well defended hill
High on power and glory
I'm coming for you still
Back down through all the centuries
For you haven't learned a thing
Now I'm breaking out to haunt the night
A living hell to bring
What doesn't make you stronger
Will kill you in the end
You can shake a thousand blood red hands
Yet never know a friend
The answers in the bloodstream
In the way you play the hand
In the way the same hand plays you
In this green and troubled land
Faugh a ballagh
Through the battlefields of Tara
Faugh a ballagh
To fight you hand to hand
Faugh a ballagh
To take back grace and virtue
In this green and troubled land
What doesn't make you stronger
Will kill you in the end
You can shake a thousand blood red hands
Yet never know a friend
The answers in the bloodstream
In the way you play the hand
In the way the same hand plays you
In this green and troubled land
In the way the same hand plays you
In this green and troubled land
Faugh a ballagh
Faugh a ballagh
Credits
Writer(s): Richard Desmond Warwick, Sam Robinson, Christian Martucci
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