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Wounded old Ireland, song / Cornelius McEleney, singing in English

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Come gather round you freeborn men
And draw your chairs to mine.
And I'll tell you of my country,
That you might understand.
And of the English armies,
That marched in for to stay.
Oh that night they wounded Old Ireland,
And she's bleeding to this day.

Their dogs of war were loosed to run
And hunt the rebels down
They hoped to rule this land by fear
And hold it for the Crown
But a mighty thought was born in Men
When they killed James Connolly
Oh that night they wounded Old Ireland
And she's bleeding to this day.

The Border lies like an open wound
That only love can heal
For bitterness and cruelty
They will never close the weal
The men of vision built a dream
That the blind men stole away
Ah that night they murdered old Ireland
And she's bleeding to this day.

My heart it holds a vision clear
That thousands more can see
Of Ireland free from hatred
And death and bigotry
When Irishman to Irishman
Can in friendship clasp a hand
If we banish fright from the Irish night
Then we'll free Old Ireland.

Wounded old Ireland, song / Cornelius McEleney, singing in English
ITMA Reference Number:4592-ITMA-MP3
Main Performer: Cornelius McEleney
Title:Wounded old Ireland [sound recording] / Cornelius McEleney, singing in English
Section:Sound Recordings
Copyright:Performance: Performer and Inishowen Traditional Singers' Circle Song: Composer ; Lyricist
Physical Description:1 computer file (MP3 file, ca. 4 mins.) : digital stereo
Format:MP3
Subject:Ireland: Singing in English
Contributor:Cathy McEleney
Language:English
Corporate Author:Inishowen Traditional Singers' Circle
Series:Cornelius McEleney Collection
URL:http://www.inishowensinging.ie
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