Rock On Rockall

          C
Oh the Empire it is finished
       C
No foreign lands to seize
       F             C
So the greedy eye of England
      C                  G
Is stirring towards the seas
      C                  Am
Two hundred miles from Donegal
            C
There's a place that's called Rockall
          F                  C
And the groping hands of Whitehall
      G               C
Are grabbing at it's walls

    C                            Am
Oh rock on Rockall you'll never fall
    C
For Britains greedy hands
          F               C
Oh you'll meet the same resistance
          C            G
Like you did in many lands
         C                            Am
May the Seagulls rise and pluck your eyes
         C
And the water crush your shell
         F               C
And the natural gas will burn your ass
     G               C
And blow you all to hell
       C
This rock is part of Ireland
          C
For it's written in folklore
       F                 C
When Finn McCool took a sod of grass
     C              G
He threw it to the fore
         C                         Am
When he tossed a pebble across the sea
      C
Where ever did it fall
        F               C
For the sod became the Isle of Man
         G               C
Now the pebble's called Rockall

        C
Oh the seas will not be silent
        C
While Britannia grabs the waves
        F               C
And remember that the Irish
          C             G
Will no longer be your slaves
        C                    Am
And remember that Britannia well
      C
She rules the waves no more
    F                    C
So keep your hands off Rockall
     G             C
It's Irish to the core

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