Sunday morning In the summertime Over worship We hurlers climb Over mountains Valleys deep Bells were ringing Round our feet
Come, take this morning Cried the priest For all good hurlers Are the devil's feast He will curse you Where you stand Mark his circle Upon our land
Oh hurler boys Come on make your choice He said oh, you hurler boys Come on make your choice Where you stand Where you stand
Bold, brave and strong We ran the day 'Til thunder rolled in With silver rain Through our fingers Down our backs The curse was rising We were trapped
Oh hurler boys Come on make your choice He said oh, you hurler boys Come on make your choice Where you stand Where you stand
Tall, straight and stubborn We faced the sky That lightning pierced us Our voices cried out Bodies silver Our hearts of stone We make no shadows We stand alone
Oh hurler boys Come on make your choice He said oh, you hurler boys Come on make your choice
He said oh, you hurler boys Come on make your choice He said oh, you hurler boys Come on make your choice
Where you stand (you hurler boys) Where you stand (you hurler boys) Where you stand (you hurler boys) Where you stand (you hurler boys) Where you stand Where you stand
