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Boys Of The Old Brigade Songtext

Oh, father why are you so sad
On this bright Easter morn?
When Irish men are proud and glad
Of the land that where were born?
Oh, son, I see in mem?ries view
Of far off distant days
When being just a lad like you
I joined the IRA.

Where are the lads who stood with me
When history was made?
Oh, Ghra Mo Chroi, I long to see
The boys of the old brigade.

From hills and farms a call to arms
Was heard by one and all.
From the glen came brave young men
To answer Ireland's call.
It was long ago we faced a foe,
The old brigade and me,
And by my side they fought and died
That Ireland might be free.

Where are the lads that stood with me
When history was made?
Oh, Ghra Mo Chroi, I long to see
The boys of the old brigade.

And now, my boy, I told you why
On Easter morn? I sigh,
For I recall my comrades all
In those dark old days gone by.
I think of men who fought in glen
With rifle and grenade.
May heaven keep the men who sleep
From the ranks of the old brigade.

Where are the lads that stood with me
When history was made?
Oh, Ghra Mo Chroi, I long to see
The boys of the old brigade.
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The Dubliners - Boys Of The Old Brigade
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