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Introdução:
Am G C Em
'Twas down by the Glenside, I met an old woman
Am G C Em
A plucking young nettles, she ne'er saw me coming
Am C G
I listened a while, to the song she was humming
C G Am G Am
Glory O, Glory O, to the Bold Fenian Men
Am G C Em
It's fifty long years since I saw the moon beamin'
Am G C Em
On strong manly forms, their eyes with hope gleamin'
Am C G
I see them again, through all my sad dreamin'
C G Am G Am
Glory O, Glory O, to the Bold Fenian Men
Am G C Em
Some died by the hillside, some died with a stranger
Am G C Em
And wise men have told us their cause was a failure
Am C G
But they loved their old Ireland and never feared danger
C G Am G Am
Glory O, Glory O, to the Bold Fenian men
Am G C Em
I passed on my way, God be praised that I met her
Am G C Em
Be life long or short, I will never forget her
Am C G
We may have brave men, but we'll never have better
C G Am G Am
Glory O, Glory O, to the Bold Fenian Men
Am G C Em
'Twas down by the Glenside, I met an old woman
Am G C Em
A plucking young nettles, she ne'er saw me coming
Am C G
I listened a while, to the song she was humming
C G Am G Am
Glory O, Glory O, to the Bold Fenian Men