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Boys Of The Old Brigade - The Wolfe Tones/The Dubliners
Oh father why are you so sad
On this bright easter morn'
When Irish men are proud and glad
Of the lands that they were born
Oh son I see in memories few
Of far off distant days
When being just a lad like you
I joined the ira all day
Where are the lads that stood with me
When history was made
A 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
And 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
A 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
Of 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
A ghra mo chroi I long to see
The boys of the old brigade
Where are the lads that stood with me
When history was made
A ghra mo chroi I long to see
The boys of the old brigade
