Seven Nations - Jerusalem Rap Lyrics

Jerusalem Rap

(Joe Dolan, arranged by Seven Nations)



I'm a stranger here from Ireland's shore

I've been on the road six months or me

Hikin', workin', travelin' in style

I'm a vagabond from Ireland's isle.

Me sunburned thumb stuck up in the air

Many's the lift from here to there

Cars, buses, vans and trains

In the punishin' heat, the snow and the rain



Whack fol the diddle fol the dire ro day

Whack fol the diddle fol the der oh

Mrs. Dolan

Yer son he isn't workin



I came from Dublin to Jerusalem town

Had a drink or two on the journey down

At a railway station called Gare du Nord

Missed my train through gargling hard

Three days later in Napoli on a Turkish boat

I sailed to see, kept in a hot hole down below

Travelin' tourist class you know



When the Promised Land came into sight

The customs man gave me a fright

"How much money have you got with you Joe?"

I bluffed and said "50 pounds or so"

He said "Shalom!" I said "Good day!"

Grabbed my 'pipes and got fast away

Down to the desert then I went

Diggin' up history and livin' in a tent



It was in the gulf of Acaba

I met some paddies and we had a fleadh

Danced through the streets of Eilat town

Sang Sean South of Garryowen

I been travelin' I don't know

Pack your gear, ya ruck & go

Ya leave the craic for another bout

Could damn well do with a pint of stout