Rifles of the IRA The Wolfe Tones
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In
The
To Capture Orange,
Bom
But in twenty one,
Were
When the
From the
They
and laid
Through Connaught and in
Marched the men
They shot down wives and
In their
And the
From the
They hanged young Kevin Barry high,
A
Cork City’s flames lit
But our
The Cork Brigade with
In am
And the
From the
The
By the
Sean Treacy, Denny,
And Tom Barr
Though we’re not free ye
Un
How the
From the
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CForces Dof the GCrown,To Capture Orange,
e White and Green,Bom
Dbarded Dublin GTown,But in twenty one,
e Britannia's huns,Were
Dforced to earn their Gpay,When the
GBlack and Tans, like lightning ranFrom the
Crifles of the DIRGAThey
Gburned their way through Munsterand laid
CLeinster Don the Grack,Through Connaught and in
e Ulster,Marched the men
Din brown and Gblack,They shot down wives and
e child-er-en,In their
Down heroic Gway,And the
GBlack and Tans, like lightning ranFrom the
Crifles of the DIRGAThey hanged young Kevin Barry high,
A
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e up the sky,But our
Dbrave boys knew no Gfear.The Cork Brigade with
e hand grenadeIn am
Dbush waiting layG,And the
GBlack and Tans, like lightning ranFrom the
Crifles of the DIRGAThe
Gtans were got, taken out and shotBy the
Cbrave and Dthe valiant few, G Sean Treacy, Denny,
e Lacey,And Tom Barr
Dy’s gallant crew, G Though we’re not free ye
e t, we won’t forgetUn
Dtil our dying GdayHow the
GBlack and Tans, like lightning ranFrom the
Crifles of the DIRGAOceń to opracowanie
