The Orange And The Green

Oh, it is the biggest mixup that you have ever seen,
My father, he was Orange, and my mother, she was Green.

Oh, my father was an Ulster man,
Proud Protestant was he;
My mother was a Catholic girl,
From county Cork was she.

They were married in two churches,
Lived happily enough;
Until the day that I was born,
And things got rather tough.

Oh, it is the biggest mixup that you have ever seen,
My father, he was Orange, and my mother, she was Green.

Baptised by Father Reiley,
I was rushed away by car;
To be made a little Orange man,
My father's shining star.

I was christened David Anthony,
But still in spite of that;
To my father I was William,
While my mother called me Pat.

Oh, it is the biggest mixup that you have ever seen,
My father, he was Orange, and my mother, she was Green.

With my mother every Sunday,
To Mass I'd proudly stroll;
Then after that the Orange Lodge,
Would try to save my soul.

Oh, it is the biggest mixup that you have ever seen,
My father, he was Orange, and my mother, she was Green.

One day me ma's relations,
Came 'round to visit me;
Just as my father's kinfolk,
Were all sitting down to tea.

We tried to smooth things over,
But they all began to fight;
And me being strictly neutral,
I bashed everyone in sight.

Oh, it is the biggest mixup that you have ever seen,
My father, he was Orange, and my mother, she was Green.

Now, my parents never could agree,
About my type of school;
My learning was all done at home,
That's why I'm such a fool.

They both passed on, God rest them,
But left me caught between;
That awful color problem,
Of the Orange and the Green.

Oh, it is the biggest mixup that you have ever seen,
My father, he was Orange, and my mother, she was Green.

Yes, it is the biggest mixup that you have ever seen,
My father, he was Orange, and my mother, she was Green.