Intro — Deep Drum, Celtic Fiddle, Low Male Choir
From the old green hills to the prairie wide,
Three ancient roots live deep inside.
Verse
My Irish blood sings through the rain,
The drum of my ancestors calls again.
Through every storm, through every land,
I carry their strength in my heart and hands.
Chorus — Powerful Drums, Fiddle, Group Vocals
Three roots, one spirit, standing strong,
Three roads woven into one song.
From generations, the fire lives on,
My roots remain when the years are gone.
Outro — Drum and Fiddle Fade
The land remembers.
The voices remain.
My ancestors live
In every refrain.
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