Lyrics:
In Magilligan, Armagh or a H-Block wing This is a time for festivities For party games and for families But many homes, they are sad tonight They
with straw And all the pretty colleens around me assembled Loved their bold Phelim Brady, the bard of Armagh Oh, how I long to muse on the days
with straw And all the pretty colleens around me assembled Loved their bold Phelim Brady, the bard of Armagh Oh, how I long to muse on the days
with straw And all the pretty colleens around me assembled Loved their bold Phelim Brady, the bard of Armagh Oh, how I long to muse on the days
in old Ireland In the county of Armagh I travelled that part of the county Through Newport, Forkhill, Crossmaglenn Around by the gap of Mount Norris
Hughes in Bellaghy Ray McCreesh in Armagh's hills In those narrow streets of Derry They miss O'Hara still They so proudly gave their young lives To break
of Armagh And although I have traveled this wide world all over Still Erin's my home and a dwelling for me And, oh, let the turf that my old bones shall
straw And all the pretty maids in the village and the valley Loved their bold Phelim Brady, the Bard of Armagh And when Sergeant Daeth in his cold arms
the fields. A great man for the music and the dancing and the reels. MacDonald came from South Armagh to court young Agnes fair. It was then we'd meet on Ryan
the fields A great man for the music, the dancing and the reels McDonald came from South Armagh to court young Alice fair And we often met on the Ryan Road
on the news Forget about Vietnam You can ignore the 32 There are 32 women in Armagh jail Political prisoners here at home The British state's got nothing
mad There are some of our members now walking The roads in south County Armagh and sure Up in the glens we're all making friends On the tricolour now,
every year By the furnaces at Ravenscraig By the padlocks holding John Brown`s gates In the desert, in the fields of South Armagh Where the poppies
Tra Send man to Siopa Ris to get me some sweets and cop me a blaa See this gyal on snap a sweet one, but she lives up the north Armagh I got a boy
Didn't KILKENNY but I know he was KILDARE LAOIS on a Jaydee bar now it's ROSSCOMMON Bad bs in WEXFORD and WESTMEATH ARMAGH made the WICKLOW FERMANAGH My
us, we didn't think that far One became an archivist, another runs a city bank One became a priest and dodges bullets in Armagh One became a wide boy,
But still their forces hold Armagh, Antrim Fermanagh Down Derry and Tyrone So dance, Thatcher, dance Send your new age black and tans We'll defend ol'
unit from Armagh They are the men from Crossmaglen Amongst the bravest Ireland's ever saw! We're in Crossmaglen the fire burns true The patriotic flame
Brendan ye came And you brought With ye hell and high water From County Armagh Then from larne To Stranraer, ye did sail On the rip tide and swell
each glenn From the mountains and valleys, to this liberty ralley Out and make way for brave feinean men "Macha armagh!"
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