All for the Roses
Christy Moore Lyrics


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He's twenty-five; he's sick and tired,
It's time to try the other side,
The B&I to paradise,
To sergeants and their men.

He's never been to Dun Na Ri,
Combed the beaches after three,
Chips and beer and greenery,
Brothers one and all.

He signed and took the soldiers crest,
A decent man in battle dress,
When bugles blow you do your best,
For sergeants and their men.

All for the roses, over the sea.

He's way ahead; he's second to none,
With his fabrique nationali gun,
Marching bands with Saxon blood,
Sergeants and their men.

They landed with the sinking sun,
An invasion by the media run,
They covered up and they kissed with tongues,
Sergeants and their men.

But the phantom gunner danced the end,
And battered human bodies bled,
They butchered us, we butchered them,
Sergeants and their men.

All for the roses, over the sea,
All for the roses, Finglas boys to be.

Now a flower of sleep grows on his grave,
Forgotten soon the cowards and the brave,
But the coldest hate still lives today,
For sergeants and their men.





All for the roses, over the sea,
All for the roses, Finglas boys to be.

Overall Meaning

"All for the Roses" by Christy Moore is a deeply political and reflective song about a soldier who signs up to fight for his country, only to realize the harsh reality of war. The song begins by introducing us to a 25-year-old soldier who is disillusioned with his life and decides to join the army. He is eager to see the world beyond his hometown and is excited about the prospect of adventure. He enlists in the army, thinking that he will be fighting for a noble cause and serving his country. However, as he embarks on his journey, he realizes that the reality of war is far from what he had imagined. The soldier is then ordered to fight in a war that he does not believe in, and he finds himself among the chaos and bloodshed.


The song then delves into the betrayal of soldiers who are used as nothing more than pawns in a larger political game. The soldiers, who are simply following orders, are made to feel like they are fighting for a greater cause. However, as the song suggests, the war is just a game being played by the media and those in positions of power. The song paints a grim picture of war, where young soldiers are forced to become murderers and victims of a system that does not care about them.


The song ends with a poignant reminder of the futility of war, as the singer is forgotten, and all that is left is a simple flower growing on his grave. The song serves as a powerful reminder of the sacrifices made by soldiers and the political games that are often played at their expense.


Line by Line Meaning

He's twenty-five; he's sick and tired,
At the age of twenty-five, he grew frustrated with his current state of being.


It's time to try the other side,
He believed it was time to explore a different way of life.


The B&I to paradise,
The boat ride on the B&I ferry to Dun Na Ri, which was considered a paradise to him.


To sergeants and their men.
To the sergeants and soldiers who rule the land he intended to go to.


He's never been to Dun Na Ri,
He has never been to Dun Na Ri before.


Combed the beaches after three,
He never had the experience of wandering the beaches of Dun Na Ri at 3 AM.


Chips and beer and greenery,
He never enjoyed the ambiance of a scenic environment, along with beer and a delicious serving of chips.


Brothers one and all.
Everyone was a brother irrespective of their backgrounds or beliefs.


He signed and took the soldiers crest,
He enlisted in the military and received the soldier's badge with his name on it.


A decent man in battle dress,
He was a well-mannered person who followed strict military attire regulations.


When bugles blow you do your best,
Whenever the bugles sound, you must give your best performance.


For sergeants and their men.
He did it all for the sergeants and their soldiers.


All for the roses, over the sea.
He did everything for the love of his country, and even crossed the ocean for it.


He's way ahead; he's second to none,
He was the best of the best, and he stood out from his peers.


With his fabrique nationali gun,
He had the best possible weapon, a Fabrique Nationale rifle.


Marching bands with Saxon blood,
There were marching bands that were part of the entirety of the war, and some had Saxon ancestry.


Sergeants and their men.
The sergeants and their soldiers once again played a significant role in this line.


They landed with the sinking sun,
The forces arrived near the end of the day when the sun was on its way down.


An invasion by the media run,
The entire assault was broadcast by the media present there.


They covered up and they kissed with tongues,
Couples engaged in full-on, tongue-in-mouth kissing as a diversion from the war.


Sergeants and their men.
The sergeants and soldiers once again played a significant role in this line.


But the phantom gunner danced the end,
The ghostly gunner showed up near the end of the battle, battling alongside the forces.


And battered human bodies bled,
The battle was so vigorous that the Human bodies suffered massive wounds and bled profusely.


They butchered us, we butchered them,
Both sides suffered losses, causing a massive massacre on either side.


Sergeants and their men.
The sergeants and soldiers, the epitome of patriotism, once again played a significant role in this line.


Now a flower of sleep grows on his grave,
A symbol of peace, the lines denote sleep as a state of harmony after death.


Forgotten soon the cowards and the brave,
The people, both courageous and cowardly, shall soon fade away from memory.


But the coldest hate still lives today,
The hate for such wars still exists in our hearts, and it continues to be a significant issue even today.


For sergeants and their men.
Once again, the love/hate for the sergeants and soldiers played an integral role in the line.


All for the roses, over the sea,
Through tribulation and sacrifice, all was done for the love of their country.


All for the roses, Finglas boys to be.
All were fighting for the love of their country, and the boys from Finglas were leading the way.




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