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the irish brigade - neil plunkett o'boyle كلمات أغنية

[verse 1]
oh, gather around me, young folk of the rosses
from [?], and lecher, [?], dungloe
from lackenagh and [?], pay heed to the story
of neil ‘plunkett’ o’boyle who defied ireland’s foe

[verse 2]
when ireland called forth her brave sons of the heather
o’boyle was the first man to answer the call
the sons of the rosses, he banded together
to drive the oppressor from dark donegal
[verse 3]
for mountain and moreland, with despots around him
’till outnumbered and wounded, a captive he fell
the vast steel of newbridge, a captive they bound him
but he breeched their stone walls and he bade them farewell

[verse 4]
once more, on the mountain, still daring, unconquered
’tis not the false saxon that’s now on his trail
oh no, former comrades, like bloodhounds surround him
to hunt down neil ‘plunkett’, the pride of the gael

[verse 5]
how bravely he fought with the four men around him
’till with all hope abandoned, he turned to his foe
“long live the republic!” his voice rang out clearly
their rifles spat death, and our heroes laid low

[verse 6]
they laid him to rest near the scenes of his childhood
on the shores of kincasslagh, a spot he loved well
but long we’ll remember, with faith and devotion
the fate of our chieftain, neil ‘plunkett’ o’boyle

- the irish brigade

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