Bold Fenian Men

Bold Fenian Men - Judy Collins

Written by：Traditional

'Twas down by the glenside I spied an old woman

She was plucking young nettles she scarce saw me coming

I listened a while to the song she was humming

Glory O Glory O to our bold fenian men

'Tis sixteen long years since I saw the moon beaming

On strong manly forms and their eyes were hot gleaming

I see them on a sure in all my daydreaming

Glory O Glory O to our bold fenian men

Some died on the hillside some died with a stranger

And wise men have judged that their cause was a failure

They fought for their freedom and they never feared danger

Glory O Glory O to our bold fenian men

I passed on my way thanks to God that I met her

Be life long or short sure I'll never forget her

There may have been brave men but they'll never be better

Glory O Glory O to our bold fenian men