Oh curl around me, green wind curl
And bend sweet wiles my way,
Of sugars near and far between;
Oh curl and bend, wind green.
Winter waits for you to leave;
And Summer, she welcomes you home;
Spring and Fall just play along,
And birds hang on your every word.
Oh curl around me, green wind curl
And bend sweet wiles my way,
Of sugars near and far between;
Oh curl and bend, wind green.
What life have you not given us,
But from thy loins we came!
And still you nurse and cradle us
Though oft we are profane.
Oh curl around me, green wind curl
And bend sweet wiles my way,
Of sugars near and far between;
Oh curl and bend, wind green.
You know this land from heart to heart;
Ye know it through and through.
You dry our tears and mend our wounds,
Because you know them too.
Oh curl around me, green wind curl
And bend sweet wiles my way,
Of sugars near and far between;
Oh curl and bend, wind green.
Bring us peace where war has rot,
And save us from the sting
Of he what roameth our land so low
With blood on mind and teeth...