This is taken from my keyboard version of the song. The guitar doesn't come in
until around 0.28m,at the word 'feet'.
Sunday morning, in summertime
Over worship we Hurlers climb
Over mountains, valleys deep
Those bells were ringing, around our feet.
"Come, take this warning" 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
(chorus)
Oh Hurler boys, come on, make your choice"
And he said "Oh you Hurler boys, come on make your choice
Where you, where you stand"
Bold, brave and strong
We ran the day
Till thunder rolled in with silver rain.
Through our fingers, down our backs
The curse was rising and we were trapped
(repeat chorus)
Tall, straight and stubborn,
We faced the sky
That lightning pierced us
Our voices cried
Bodies of silver, hearts of stone.
Make no shadows, we stand alone
(chorus)
(bridge)
And he said "Oh Hurler Boys, come on make your choice
And he said "Oh you Hurler boys, come on, make your choice
Where you stand
You Hurler Boys (ad lib.)
(outro)