Celtic Pride

I'm addicted, to holding pain and passion deep inside

I'm affricted, by the feeling in me that will no be denied

Out in the crowded street to the strangers that I meet

The Irish in me will not be denied

It's hard for me to hide my celtic pride

Pain and passion when my moment in the limelight never came

The it hit me, I'll live it, breath it, watching every game

And the few things that I know, I know them to be so

I'm more than just along now for the ride

And I never want to hide my celtic pride

Hey, here we go, for all we know shamrocks riding high

We're wearing green and can be seen all over the country side

We're holding court, for the love of the sport, and will not be denied

I came to fight like an Irish knight, and we're all for the celtic pride

From Boston to Charteston rode. Revere before his ride

He beat the bloody British was the birth of celtic pride

From Boston to Charteston rode. Revere before his ride

He beat the bloody British was the birth of celtic pride