Down By The Glenside Lyrics

Down By The Glenside´Twas down by the glensideI met an old womanShe was picking young nettlesand she scarce saw me comingI listened a whileto the song she was hummingGlory O Glory O to the bold Fenian men´Tis fifty long yearssince I saw the moon beamingOn strong manly formsand their eyes with hope gleamingI see them againsure in all my daydreamingGlory O Glory O to the bold Fenian menSome died on the glensidesome died near a strangerAnd wise men have told usthat their cause was a failureThey fought for old Irelandand they neverf eared dangerGlory O Glory O to the bold Fenian menI passed on my wayGod be praised that I met herBe life long or shortsure I´ll never forget herWe may have brave menbut we´ll never have betterGlory O Glory O to the bold Fenian men