The Ballad of Gerard Casey (Gerard Casey) Piosenki irlandzkich rebeliantów
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This
In the
He
To his
Volun
To the
And when
Our
Ref. Oh, this
Gerard
Oh, he
For his
In
Playing
To set
No
He was
Oh,
Our
Ref. Oh, this
Gerard
Oh, he
For his
Cruel
And the
They
They
The
For his
Ref. Oh, this
Gerard
Oh, he
For his
His
A
The
In
Our
And the
Volun
Gerard
Ref. Oh, this
Gerard
Oh, he
For his
Ref. Oh, this
Gerard
Oh, he
For his
D
song I will sing of a h
brave young IrishmanIn the
A
struggle for freedom to G
free IreD
landHe
D
joined the IRA and h
became a volunteerTo his
A
comrades in arms he G
never showed no D
fear.Volun
D
teer Gerard Casey freedom h
fighter to allTo the
A
plight of his country he G
answered the D
callAnd when
D
on active service he'd h
never ask whyOur
A
brave volunteer was G
not afraid to D
dieRef. Oh, this
D
man from North Antrim, oh, I'm h
sure you've all heard tellGerard
A
Casey's the name, RaG
sharkin he did D
dwell.Oh, he
D
fought for his country and he h
gave up his life.For his
A
family and friends and G
darling young D
wife.In
D
his younger days he lived h
life to the fullPlaying
A
Gaelic Football G
things were not so D
dull.D
Working with his father while he h
served out his timeTo set
A
Ireland free, to G
him it was no D
crime.No
D
stranger to harassment at the h
hands of the foeHe was
A
tortured and arrested to G
Castlereagh he D
goOh,
D
threatened by imprisonment and h
death in the endOur
A
brave volunteer to G
them he would not D
bend.Ref. Oh, this
D
man from North Antrim, oh, I'm h
sure you've all heard tellGerard
A
Casey's the name, RaG
sharkin he did D
dwell.Oh, he
D
fought for his country and he h
gave up his life.For his
A
family and friends and G
darling young D
wife.Cruel
D
British assassins in the h
cover of darkA
Headed for Rasharkin G
onto Shamrock D
ParkD
With their guns of terror they h
burst through the doorAnd the
A
cowards went looking for the G
family man of D
four.They
D
found him with his wife and his h
baby girl in bedThey
A
sprayed those English bullets and G
left Gerard Casey D
deadThe
D
cowards had fled but the sadness that h
nightFor his
A
wife and young family would G
keep on the D
fight.Ref. Oh, this
D
man from North Antrim, oh, I'm h
sure you've all heard tellGerard
A
Casey's the name, RaG
sharkin he did D
dwell.Oh, he
D
fought for his country and he h
gave up his life.For his
A
family and friends and G
darling young D
wife.His
D
funeral at St. Mary's dark h
forces of the crownA
A
large crowds defied them as the G
rain lashed D
downThe
D
piper he played, oh, fareh
well at the graveIn
A
memory of Gerard who was the G
bravest of the D
brave.Our
D
gallant volunteer from North h
Antrim BrigadeAnd the
A
rain swept the graveyard was G
where he was D
laidVolun
D
teers who've gone before him who h
lie in a plotGerard
A
Casey and their names will G
never be forD
gottenRef. Oh, this
D
man from North Antrim, oh, I'm h
sure you've all heard tellGerard
A
Casey's the name, RaG
sharkin he did D
dwell.Oh, he
D
fought for his country and he h
gave up his life.For his
A
family and friends and G
darling young D
wife.Ref. Oh, this
D
man from North Antrim, oh, I'm h
sure you've all heard tellGerard
A
Casey's the name, RaG
sharkin he did D
dwell.Oh, he
D
fought for his country and he h
gave up his life.For his
A
family and friends and G
darling young D
wife.