Here Come The Irish

Well, I remember the leaves are fallin'
And far off music like pipes are callin'
And I remember the golden morning
I saw the long ranks as they were forming

And there's a magic in the sound of their name
Here comes the Irish of Notre Dame

The pilgrims follow by the sacred waters
And arm in arm go the sons and daughters
The drums are rolling and forward bound
They're calling spirits up from the ground

And there's a magic in the sound of their name
Here comes the Irish of Notre Dame

And there's a magic in the sound of their name
Here comes the Irish of Notre Dame

Here comes the Irish of Notre Dame



Credits
Writer(s): Graham Hannan
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