Dubliners The Captains And The Kings Lyrics

The Captains And The Kings
I remember in September when the final stumps were drawn
And the shouts of crowds now silent when the boisterous cheer had gone
Let us O Lord above us remember simple things
When all are dead to love us, Oh, the captains and the Kings
When all are dead to love us, Oh, the captains and the Kings
We have many goods for export Christian ethics and old port
But our greatest boast is that the Anglo-Saxon is a sport
When the dart's game is finished and the boys there game of rings
And the draft and chests relinquished, Oh, the captains and the Kings
And the draft and chests relinquished, Oh, the captains and the Kings
Far away in dear old Cyprus or in Kenya's dusty land
Where all bear the white mans burden in many a strange land
As we looked across our shoulder in West-Belfast the school-bell rings
And we sigh for dear old England, and the captains and the Kings And we sigh for dear old England, and the captains and the Kings
In our dreams we see old Harrow and we hear the crow's loud caw
At the flower show our big marrow takes the prize from Evelyn Waugh
Cups of tea and some dry sherry vintage cars, these simple things
So let's drink up and be merry for the captains and the Kings
So let's drink up and be merry for the captains and the Kings
As I wandered in a nightmare all around great Windsor Park
Now what do you think I found there as I wandered in the dark?'Twas an apple half bitten and sweetest of all things
Five baby teeth had written of the captains and the Kings
Five baby teeth had written of the captains and the Kings
By the moon that shines above us in the misty mornin' night
Let us cease to run our self down and praise God
That we are white.