I'll take them to my grave he said
I'll take them to my grave
He walked side by side on another tide
And left this world betrayed
And we'll set sail just one more time
And fear no flying lead
In the uniform of another war
That treated us like men
I'll take them to my grave he said
I'll take them to my grave
And I'll leave them singing
Save the king and save us all as well
And I'll think of them as I'm sleeping there
And they cover me in clay
And I'll think of the?? that blinded us
What we wished we couldn't say
A uniform means nothing more
Than a border we'll never see
And a uniform means nothing more
Than a stroll across a field
You take away the place you pray
And with a naked eye
You couldn't tell the one you killed
From the one you kissed goodbye
I'll call out to the north and south
Where memories are long
And I'll waltz in sin through a bitter wind
With creatures great and small
And there's plenty singing for the ones
Who wrapped themselves in green
Let me caress the iron men
Who mined the song with me
My name is Martin Doyle he said
My name is Martin Doyle
How dare I wear the king's attire
And lay in Irish soil?
For my own life and death it is
But this I'll leave with you
Those men of mine who were cast aside
You can bury me in blue

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