Down by the Glenside

Lyrics

‘Twas down by the Glenside, I met an old woman
A plucking young nettles, she ne’er I was coming
I listened awhile to the song she was humming
Glory O, glory O, to the bold Fenian men

‘Tis sixteen long years since I saw the moon beaming
On brave manly forms, their eyes with hope gleaming
I see them all now, sure in all my day dreaming
Glory O, glory O, to the bold Fenian men

Some died on the hillside, some died with the stranger
And wise men have judged that their cause was a failure
They fought for old Ireland and never feared danger
Glory O, glory O, to the bold Fenian men

I passed on my way, God be praised that I met her
Be life long or short, I will never forget her
We may have brave men but we’ll never have better
Glory O, glory O, to the bold Fenian men

Dublin 1

Songs of Dublin


Notes

This song also goes under the title ‘Bold Fenian Men’


Song Clip


County

Dublin

Song Themes

Fenian Rising

Songwriter

Michael Scanlon