The Irish Navy - The Dubliners

The Clona, the Meabh and the Mucha

The pride of the Irish navy

When the Captain he blows on his whistle

All the sailors go home for their tea

While the army is off in the Kongo

In Cyprus or some foreign parts

Our navy is strained to the limits

Deploying it’s nautical acts

One day from the Russian invader

Defending our very odd fish

We found it was just the red herring

From the signals we got from the cis'

The Clona, the Meabh and the Mucha

The pride of the Irish navy

When the Captain he blows on his whistle

All the sailors go home for their tea

Each year they go on manoeuvres

To prepare for defence they are keen

Sometimes it’s the Lakes of Killarney

More often the pond in the Green

The canal it could be of assistance

In defending our own holy ground

But due to proposed legislation

We’ll have to sail all the way round

The Clona, the Meabh and the Mucha

The pride of the Irish navy

When the Captain he blows on his whistle

All the sailors go home for their tea

We are a seafaring nation

Defence of our land is a right

We’d fight like the devil all morning

Provided we’re home by the night

The Clona, the Meabh and the Mucha

The pride of the Irish navy

When the Captain he blows on his whistle

All the sailors go home for their tea