Down By The Glenside

Lyrics

It was down by the glenside, I met an old woman Plucking young nettles, she never saw me comin' I listened awhile to the song she was hummin' Glory oh, glory oh to the bold Fenian men It's fifty long years since I saw the moon beaming On strong manly forms, on eyes with both gleaming I see them again, sure in all my sad dreaming Glory oh, glory oh to the bold Fenian men When I was a young girl, their marching and drilling Awoke in the glenside seems awesome and thrilling They love to hold darling too tight, they wеre willing Glory oh, glory oh to the bold Fenian mеn Some died bt the hillside, some died near a stranger And wise men have told us their cause was a failure They fought for a darling and they never feared danger Glory oh, glory oh to the bold Fenian men I passed on my way, God to praise that I met her Be life long or short, sure I'll never forget her We may have brave men, but we'll never have better Glory oh, glory oh to the bold Fenian men Glory oh, glory oh to the bold Fenian men