Roddy McCorley Lyrics
Bold O'donahue - The Clancy Brothers/Tommy Makem
O see the fleet-foot host of men
Who speek with faces want
From farmstead and from fisher's cot
Along the banks of ban
They come with vengeance in their eyes
Too late too late are
They
For young Roddy Mccorley goes to die on the bridge of too to
Today
Up the narrow street he stepped
So smiling proud and young
About the hemp-rope on his neck
The golden ringlets clung
There's ne'er a tear in his blue eyes
Fearless and brave are
They
As young Roddy Mccorley goes to die on the bridge of too to
Today
When he last this trod street
His shining pike in hand
Behind him marched in grim array
A stalwart earnest band
The antrim town the antrim town
He led them to the fray
But young Roddy Mccorley goes to die on the bridge of too to today
There's never a one of all your dead more bravely died in fray
Than he who marches to his fate and mebridge town today
True to the last true to the last he treads the upwards way
And young Roddy Mccorley goes to die on the bridge of too to today