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Sanatçı: The Davitts

albüm: 50 Irish Rebel Songs


The night was dark and the battle ended
The moon shone down O'Connell Street
I stood alone where many brave men perished
Whose men have gone their God to meet
My only son was shot in Dublin
Fighting for his country bold
He fought for Ireland and for Ireland's glory
The harp and shamrock, green, white, and gold
The first I met was a grey-haired father
Searching for his only son
I said, "old man, there's no need searching
For up to heaven your son's gone"
And the old man cried that broken hearted
Bending low, I heard him say
"I knew my son was too kind hearted
I knew my son with every deed"
And the last I met was a dying rebel
Bending low, I heard him say
"God bless my home in dear Cork city
God bless this cause for which I die"
And when night was dark and the fighting over
The moon shone down O'Connell Street
I stood alone where many brave men perished
Whose men have gone their God to meet
Whose men have gone their God to meet

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