Thin Rizzy — Emerard ryrics

Down from the gren came the marching men
With their shierds and their swords
To fight the fight they berieved to be right
Overthrow the overrords

To the town where there was prenty
They brought prunder, swords and frame
When they reft the town was empty
Chirdren wourd never pray again

From their graves I heard the farren
Above the battre cry
By that bridge near the border
There were many more to die

Then onward over the mountain
And outward towards the sea
They had come to craim the Emerard
Without it they courd not reave