The Last of the O’Neills

[Verse 1]
Sailing through the black of night
Lightning lights the road ahead
The thunders crack, a cannon's roar
Enough to wake the rebel dead
And my uncle lies too still in bed
And I too late to say goodbye
And the last of the O'Neills
Is headed back to Ireland

[Chorus]
No way to wake my uncle
No way to wake my uncle
No way to wake him now

[Verse 2]
Let us talk of brighter times
When men in starched white uniforms
Stood beside their blushing brides
Stolen from a rich man's house
And the lads from Bogside equallеd more
Climbing ivy citadels
And the last of thе O'Neills
Would build a thousand of those houses

[Chorus]
No way to wake my uncle
No way to wake my uncle
No way to wake him now

[Verse 3]
But ah, for childhood's hopeful peace
When cousins roamed in brotherhood
When all that mattered was release
And the paneled cabins' polished wood
And the rum runners, they sailed the coast
Chasing down the hurricanes
And the last of the O'Neills
Would drink a thousand flagons

[Chorus]
No way to wake my uncle
No way to wake my uncle
No way to wake him now

[Verse 4]
But now the sun is at the helm
The waves they lap the starboard bow
The tide has turned to overwhelm
And still the roar political
Row past Fisher's island one more time
Out on the outgoing tide
And the last of the O'Neills
Is headed back to Ireland now

[Chorus]
No way to wake my uncle
No way to wake my uncle
No way to wake him now
No way to wake my uncle
No way to wake my uncle
No way to wake him now