A Soldier's Song
| Peadar Kearney |
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| We'll sing a song, a soldier's song With cheering, rousing chorus As round our blazing fires we throng, The starry heavens o'er us; Impatient for the coming fight, And as we await the morning's light Here in the silence of the night We'll chant a soldier's song. Soldiers are we, whose lives are pledged to Ireland Some have come from a land beyond the waves. Sworn to be free, no more our ancient sireland Shall shelter the despot or the slave; Tonight we man the bearna baoghal In Erin's cause, come woe or weal; 'Mid cannon's roar and rifle's peal We'll chant a soldier's song. In valley green or towering crag Our fathers fought before us, And conquered 'neath the same old flag That's proudly floating o'er us, We're children of a fighting race That never yet has known disgrace, And as we march the foe to face, We'll chant a soldier's song. Sons of the Gael! Men of the Pale! The long watched day is breaking; The serried ranks of Innisfail Shall set the tyrant quaking. Our camp fires now are burning low; See in the east a silv'ry glow, Out yonder waits the Saxon foe, So chant a soldier's song. This page has been viewed 5587 times |
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