A loyalist
song well known to anyone residing in Norn Iron, as well as to many
people in Scotland, particularly
Glasgow
It was
old but it was beautiful, and the colours they were fine,
It was borne at Derry, Aughrim, Enniskillen and the Boyne,
And me
father wore it in his youth in the bygone days of yore,
And on the 12th I love to wear the sash my
father wore.