The Great irish famine

They left on a ship about 1850

They didnt want to but they still had to leave

They sailed the harsh sea boys sailed the sea

Thats how some ended up in this country

The ships that they sailed were more like their graves

They still call them coffin ships to this day

Many didnt make it to see their new homes

So throughout the ocean their ghosts may roam

I send out a prayer to all you brave men

Who lost your lives back then

I send out a prayer to bless your souls

May God be with you all

England was the monster destroy and supress

And what did it do but just make a big mess

Of homeless and starving even the dead

Some that escaped painted the sea red

The Great Irish Famine call it what you will

The problem that left too many dead or ill

Many didnt make it to see their new homes

So throughout the ocean their ghosts may roam

I send out a prayer to all you brave men

Who lost your lives back then

I send out a prayer for the suffer to cease

So you may rest in peace