Our Wee Country Songs
We're Not Brazil
Oh my eyes have seen the glory of Espania '82
When little Northern Ireland showed the world what we can do
Now Nigel is our leader and we're coming after you
And this is why we sing...
We're not Brazil, we're Northern Ireland
We're not Brazil, we're Northern Ireland
We're not Brazil, we're Northern Ireland
But it's all the same to me.
We beat the Turks, Italians and the mighty Germans too
The French, the Dutch our Southern friends all know what we can do
And if you know our history, you'll know it could be you
And this is what we sing...
We're not Brazil, we're Northern Ireland
We're not Brazil, we're Northern Ireland
We're not Brazil, we're Northern Ireland
But it's all the same to me.
Oh I was only little when my father said to me
C'mon we'll go to Windsor, cheer the boys in emerald green
The greatest wee country that the world has ever seen
And this is what he said...
We're not Brazil, we're Northern Ireland
We're not Brazil, we're Northern Ireland
We're not Brazil, we're Northern Ireland
But it's all the same to me.
The English they came over in the year 2005
But little did they know that we had planned a wee surprise
Sir David scored the winner and Windsor Park went wild
And this is what we sang
We're not Brazil, we're Northern Ireland
We're not Brazil, we're Northern Ireland
We're not Brazil, we're Northern Ireland
But it's all the same to me.
We're not Brazil, we're Northern Ireland
We're not Brazil, we're Northern Ireland
We're not Brazil, we're Northern Ireland
But it's all the same to me.
Steve Davis
You are my Davis, my Steven Davis,
you make me happy when skies are grey.
So f*ck your Lampard and Stevie Gerrard,
and please don't take my Davis away.
The White Pele
I saw my mate, the other day
He said "I've seen the white Pele!"
I said to him "who'd ya see?"
"He goes by the name of Sir David
Healy"
Sir David Healy, Sir David Healy
He goes by the name of Sir David Healy
Tony Kane
Tony Kane is magic, he wears an
Ulster hat
Steve Staunton said "come
play with us"
And Tony said "F*ck
That!"
Tony Kane's and Ulster man, he
wears the shirt with pride.
He plays for Our Wee
Country,
Green and White army by his side
Away in a manger
Away in a manger, no crib for a bed
the little lord Jesus lay down his sweet head
the stars in the bright sky looked down where
he lay
Healy, Healy, HEALY, HEALY
