Down By The Glenside Lyrics

D C F a
4Twas down by the glenside I met an old woman
D C F a
Aplucking young nettles, she ne4er saw me coming
D F C
I listened a while to the song she was humming
D a B C d
Glory-oh, glory-oh to the bold Fenian men
4Tis fifty long years since I saw the moon beaming
On strong manly forms, their eyes with hope gleaming
I see them again through all my sad dreaming
Glory-oh, glory-oh to the bold Fenian men
When I was a young boy their marching and drilling
Awoke in the glenside, sound awesome and thrilling They stood by old Ireland and to die they were willing
Glory-oh, glory-oh to the bold Fenian men
Some died by the glenside, some died with the stranger
And wise men have told us their cause was a failure
But they stood by old Ireland and never feared danger
Glory-oh, glory-oh to the bold Fenian men
I passed on my way, God be praised that I met her
Be life long or short I will never forget her
We may have brave men, but we4ll never have better
Glory-oh, glory-oh to the bold Fenian men

25ab82522e138ed2f23feb3344bc7edb