The Celts are a proud lot
As they’ll tell you
like as not
But when the Romans
came to stay
The Celts up and ran
away
That is exactly what
they did
They ran away and hid
And there they stayed
on their own
Until the Romans left
for home
Then came the Vikings
and the Danes
So, the Celts ran away
again
This noble race mild
and meek
Happily playing hide
and seek
Well so much for
Celtic pride
Nobly running away to
hide
Now don’t climb on
your high horse
I am a Celt myself of
course
And those who run away
today
Live to run away
another day
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