Scoil: Kilrane (uimhir rolla 16605)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. (gan teideal) (ar lean)

   “Song written by Walter Mc Cormack about eighty years ago...”

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   Here you embrace the light of Faith
   To a vice you ne'er did stray
   Or what fair name did you refrain
   In wild America

   
   Cruel Britan's laws they are the cause
   That we must go away
   Here fruit of our hard labour
   Defraud us every day
   To leave our friends and slavery
   Tithes and taxes pay
   Before we'ed be bound to these bloodhounds
   We'ed cross the raging sea.

   
   From Luthers seed sprang these ill weeds
   That feed on our sweet corn
   If we'ed complain your blood would drain
   To threaten us with scorn
   Our clergy flock through shad and knock
   Afraid their prayers to say
   Till the hand of God send forth the rod
   And clear for them the way

   
   Let your countrys pride be still your guide
   These weeds will soon decay
   Those tyrants we will clog and squeeze

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

   Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.

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