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1. An Old Song - Michael Dwyer (ar lean)

   “At length brave Michael Dwyer and his undaunted mem,”

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   You are one hundred outside we're only four within,
   We've heard your haughty sentence and this is our reply,
   We're true united Irishmen and fight until we die.

   Then burst the was like (lighten) lightning then poured the laden rain,
   The hills around reechoes and thunder peals again,
   The soldiers falling round him brave Dwyer sees with pride,
   But one gallant comrade is wounded by his side.

   Yt three are still remaining good battle still to do,
   Their hands are strong and steady their aim is quick and sure,
   But hark! what furious shouting the savage soldiers raise
   The house is on fire about them the roof is in a blaze.

   And brighter every moment the lurid flame arose,
   And louder swelled the laughter and cheering of the foes,
   Then spoke Mc Alister the weak and wounded man,
   You can escape my comrades and this will be your plan.

   

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