Irish Garden
Resurrection Band Lyrics


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Sitting in an Irish garden, you melancholy bride,
Oh, your children are dying - blood on the roadside,
Your people are helpless, and no one consoles you, yeah, yeah, as bullets keep flying, filling you with holes.

Why, oh, why did you run and hide?
It's a cultural shock to the soul,
You sit in the flames of the fire you set,
The nation is out of control.

Sitting in an Irish garden, you broken bride to be,
Rise up through your sorrow, Jesus makes you free, yeah, yeah.

Olden days gone by, it was no so then,
Time to play, sing and dance in his holy land,
Why did I hide from you, with the serpent at my heel?
I'm sorry for the way that I must have made you feel, must have made you feel.

Lord, I'm sorry for the way I know I made you feel.

I'm sorry for the way I know I made you feel.

Humble us to seek you, Father,




Heal our land so lost in sin,
Draw us from the bitter water to the garden once again.

Overall Meaning

The Resurrection Band's song, "Irish Garden" explores the troubles in Ireland and the devastation it has caused. The lyrics reveal a sense of frustration and helplessness towards the violence and destruction that has spread throughout the region. The song begins with the image of a melancholy bride sitting in an Irish garden, surrounded by the reality of her children dying on the roadside. The lyrics, "Your people are helpless, and no one consoles you, yeah, yeah, as bullets keep flying, filling you with holes" reflect the devastation and loss felt by the Irish nationals during the turmoil.


Further, the lyrics reveal the inner conflict and guilt of those living in Ireland during the time of the troubles. The lines, "Why, oh, why did you run and hide? It's a cultural shock to the soul, You sit in the flames of the fire you set, The nation is out of control" indicate that the Irish may have played a role in fueling the violence within their own country, leading to their own destruction. However, the song ultimately takes a positive turn, with the lyrics, "Rise up through your sorrow, Jesus makes you free, yeah, yeah. Humble us to seek you, Father, Heal our land so lost in sin, Draw us from the bitter water to the garden once again." This portrays a sense of hope and a call for redemption and healing.


Line by Line Meaning

Sitting in an Irish garden, you melancholy bride,
You are sitting in an Irish garden, helpless and sad as a bride


Oh, your children are dying - blood on the roadside,
Your children are dying and there is blood on the roadside, causing you anguish and pain


Your people are helpless, and no one consoles you, yeah, yeah, as bullets keep flying, filling you with holes.
Your people are powerless to help, and no one can offer you comfort as bullets keep piercing you


Why, oh, why did you run and hide?
Why did you run and hide, leaving your people to suffer?


It's a cultural shock to the soul,
The trauma is painful and jarring to your very being


You sit in the flames of the fire you set,
You bear the consequences of your actions, facing the heat of the fire you started


The nation is out of control.
The situation in the country is chaotic and unmanageable


Sitting in an Irish garden, you broken bride to be,
You are now a shattered and damaged bride-to-be, still sitting in that Irish garden


Rise up through your sorrow, Jesus makes you free, yeah, yeah.
Through your sorrow and pain, Jesus offers you the freedom to rise up and heal


Olden days gone by, it was no so then,
In the past, things were different and not as they are now


Time to play, sing and dance in his holy land,
There was a time to celebrate and enjoy the holy land


Why did I hide from you, with the serpent at my heel?
Why did I turn away from you, letting the devil influence me?


I'm sorry for the way that I must have made you feel, must have made you feel.
I am sorry for the pain and hurt that I may have caused you


Lord, I'm sorry for the way I know I made you feel.
I am apologizing to the Lord for the way I have hurt Him


Humble us to seek you, Father,
May we be humbled to seek you, our Heavenly Father


Heal our land so lost in sin,
Please heal our country, which is lost and plagued by sin


Draw us from the bitter water to the garden once again.
Guide us away from a life of bitterness and into a land abundant with growth and blossoms




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John McGowan


on Hotfootin'

A couple of lyrics changes:
"Banana-boat Buick blaring in stereo can't drown out what he is saying."
"Brothers and sisters he tells them..."

Bruce M. Axtens


on Benny & Sue

"ignored the one inside" or "ignored the warning sign"?