Down by the Glenside
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โฑ๏ธ 4:06 duration
๐ ID: 16695754
๐ Lyrics
'Twas down by the glenside, I met an old woman
A plucking young nettles, she never saw me coming
I listened a while to the song she was humming
Glory-oh, Glory-oh to the bold Fenian men
It's 50 long years since I saw the moon beaming
On strong manly forms and eyes with hope 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, they're marching and drilling
Oh, oak in the glenside seems awesome and thrilling
They loved dear old Ireland to die, they were willing
Glory-oh, Glory-oh to the bold Fenian men
Some died by the hillside, some died near a stranger
And wise men have told us, their cause was a failure
They fought for old Ireland and they never feared danger
Glory-oh, Glory-oh to the bold Fenian men, mm
Hmm...
I passed on my way, God be praised 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, mm
Hmm...
A plucking young nettles, she never saw me coming
I listened a while to the song she was humming
Glory-oh, Glory-oh to the bold Fenian men
It's 50 long years since I saw the moon beaming
On strong manly forms and eyes with hope 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, they're marching and drilling
Oh, oak in the glenside seems awesome and thrilling
They loved dear old Ireland to die, they were willing
Glory-oh, Glory-oh to the bold Fenian men
Some died by the hillside, some died near a stranger
And wise men have told us, their cause was a failure
They fought for old Ireland and they never feared danger
Glory-oh, Glory-oh to the bold Fenian men, mm
Hmm...
I passed on my way, God be praised 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, mm
Hmm...
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:15.72] 'Twas down by the glenside, I met an old woman
[00:23.45] A plucking young nettles, she never saw me coming
[00:31.19] I listened a while to the song she was humming
[00:38.10] Glory-oh, Glory-oh to the bold Fenian men
[00:46.70]
[00:51.98] It's 50 long years since I saw the moon beaming
[00:59.59] On strong manly forms and eyes with hope gleaming
[01:07.35] I see them again, sure, in all my sad dreaming
[01:14.54] Glory-oh, Glory-oh to the bold Fenian men
[01:23.53]
[01:28.40] When I was a young girl, they're marching and drilling
[01:35.85] Oh, oak in the glenside seems awesome and thrilling
[01:43.42] They loved dear old Ireland to die, they were willing
[01:50.89] Glory-oh, Glory-oh to the bold Fenian men
[01:59.70]
[02:04.15] Some died by the hillside, some died near a stranger
[02:11.72] And wise men have told us, their cause was a failure
[02:19.13] They fought for old Ireland and they never feared danger
[02:26.45] Glory-oh, Glory-oh to the bold Fenian men, mm
[02:36.68] Hmm...
[02:38.74]
[03:15.45] I passed on my way, God be praised that I met her
[03:23.19] Be life long or short, sure I'll never forget her
[03:30.74] We may have brave men, but we'll never have better
[03:37.95] Glory-oh, Glory-oh to the bold Fenian men
[03:45.40] Glory-oh, Glory-oh to the bold Fenian men, mm
[03:55.80] Hmm...
[03:55.86]
[00:23.45] A plucking young nettles, she never saw me coming
[00:31.19] I listened a while to the song she was humming
[00:38.10] Glory-oh, Glory-oh to the bold Fenian men
[00:46.70]
[00:51.98] It's 50 long years since I saw the moon beaming
[00:59.59] On strong manly forms and eyes with hope gleaming
[01:07.35] I see them again, sure, in all my sad dreaming
[01:14.54] Glory-oh, Glory-oh to the bold Fenian men
[01:23.53]
[01:28.40] When I was a young girl, they're marching and drilling
[01:35.85] Oh, oak in the glenside seems awesome and thrilling
[01:43.42] They loved dear old Ireland to die, they were willing
[01:50.89] Glory-oh, Glory-oh to the bold Fenian men
[01:59.70]
[02:04.15] Some died by the hillside, some died near a stranger
[02:11.72] And wise men have told us, their cause was a failure
[02:19.13] They fought for old Ireland and they never feared danger
[02:26.45] Glory-oh, Glory-oh to the bold Fenian men, mm
[02:36.68] Hmm...
[02:38.74]
[03:15.45] I passed on my way, God be praised that I met her
[03:23.19] Be life long or short, sure I'll never forget her
[03:30.74] We may have brave men, but we'll never have better
[03:37.95] Glory-oh, Glory-oh to the bold Fenian men
[03:45.40] Glory-oh, Glory-oh to the bold Fenian men, mm
[03:55.80] Hmm...
[03:55.86]