The Wolfe Tones - Bold Fenian Men

See who comes over the red blossomed heather
Their green banners kissing the
Pure mountain air heads erect, eyes front
Stepping proudly together
Freedom sit's throned on each
Proud spirit there

Down the hill twining
Their blessed steel shining
Like rivers of beauty that
Flow from each glen from mountain and valley
'tis liberty's rally
Out and make way for the bold fenian men!

We've men from the Nore
From the Suir and Shannon
Tyrants come forth
We'll bring force against force
Our pen is the sword and
Our voice is the cannon
Rifle for rifle and horse against horse

We've made the foe Saxon yield
Many a red battlefield
God on our side, we will triumph again
Pay them back woe for woe
Give them back blow for blow
Out and make way for the bold fenian men!

Side by side for the cause
Have our forefathers battled
Our hills never echoed the tread of a slave
In many's a field where
The leaden hail rattled
Through the red gap of glory
They marched to their grave

And those who inherit their
Name and their spirit
Will march 'neath the banners
Of liberty then:
All who love foreign law, native or Saxon
Must out and make way for
The bold fenian men!

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