Baptist From Belfast

She’s a Baptist from Belfast and she’s living in America
She carries no guns, I’ve seen no hand grenades
She’s fair and she’s lovely as the green fields of Ireland
She’s a Baptist from Belfast living in the USA

She’s bold and she’s brave and she’s here in America
She’s come on her own but she’s not here to stay
Her roots keep her bound to that sweet boy in Ireland
Who waits for his sweet girl to find her way home.

See in her eye there’s adventure
It’s there because she’s traveled the world
Hold her down she won’t let you
Let her go she’ll eventually find her way home
She’ll find her way home.

To the Baptists in Belfast who wait for America
To give their dear girl wings or fly o’er the sea
To the glens and the moors and the green fields of Ireland
Back to Hanna and Alice and sister Jacqueline.

See in her eye there’s adventure
It’s there because she’s traveled the world
Hold her down she won’t let you
Let her go she’ll eventually find her way home
She’ll find her way home.

She’s a Baptist from Belfast and she’s living in America
She carries no guns, I’ve seen no hand grenades
She’s fair and she’s lovely as the green fields of Ireland
She’s a Baptist from Belfast living in the USA
She’s a Baptist from Belfast living in the USA
She’s a Baptist from Belfast living in the USA