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"The Fields of Ulster" is an Ulster loyalist song associated with protestant organizations such as the Orange Order. With an upbeat melody, it takes the perspective of son and a father about the orange lily or tiger lily. Viewed as a symbol of retaining loyalty to the British crown and the reinforcement of protestant identity, it also has served as a token of resilience for the loyalists of Northern Ireland for centuries. Later, it references to the River Boyne and Derry's Walls from the location of key battles of the Williamite War in Ireland that would eventually reinforce the protestant stronghold in Ulster, vowing to come to their defence when the time comes once again.

Origins
The origins of the song are unclear, but it has been known to be popular with among loyalists in Northern Ireland since the 20th century, being played on the 12th of July Celebrations by loyalist marching bands. Additionally, it has long been associated with the protestant struggle for dominance within Ulster. Regardless, it remains under strong criticism for its subtle sectarian undertones as some of the lyrics extol the Ulster Volunteers, which have long been involved in conflicts with the majority catholic Irish Republicans and various Irish nationalist groups for more than a century (most notable of which being the Irish Republican Army).

Lyrics
Oh father dear father,

Why are all the fields so green,

Oh no my son, oh no my son,

Its not the way it seems,

In our dear land from end to end,

But sometimes seldom shows,

In every field of Ulster's soil,

The orange lily grows.

||: The fields of Ulster,

The fields of Ulster,

The dear Lord ploughs and sows,

The fields of Ulster,

The fields of Ulster,

Where the orange lily grows.:||

That sacred flower in darkest hours,

The emblem of our faith,

Was worn across the centuries,

By Ulster soldiers brave,

It's petals spreading far and wide,

Until the whole world knows,

In every field of Ulster soil,

The orange lily grows.

Chorus

Oh father dear father,

Take heart to be of cheer,

I'm off to join that gallant band,

The Ulster volunteers,

For as long as Derry's walls still stand,

And the River Boyne still flows,

In every field of Ulster soil,

The orange lily grows.

Chorus

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