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McMahon and his Sons
by kevin
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Oh father, dear, I oft times here you speak of Erin’s isle
And the sturdy Sons of Dublin, who defend us far and wide
But what about old Belfast where, some awful sites were seen
Because their sons would not deny the orange white and green
It happened in this country not many years ago
When the blood of gallant Irish men down Dublin Streets did flow
Was the Easter week rebellion and our rebels took a blow
The cause been Irish freedom in the blazing GPO
From Dublin down to Belfast came The real old Gaelic way
Was orders from headquarters for to join in the affray
A murder was committed we were driven to despair
When a band of orange specials, they did murder, Willie Kerr
They took him from his humble home, these villains for to slay
And they also took along with him McBride and Halfpenny
They took them all across a field before the dawn of day
When they were found next morning all three had passed away
Twas then the news went all around that we would surly scorn
It was the hanging of young Barry on a cold November morn
And not long after Barry died the tears that made us wail
For our gallant Terrence McSweeney who died in Brixton jail
But the latest of these murders there’s one will not forget
To shoot an Irish family, this murder was well set
It happened in the dead of night These villains armed with guns
Began the wholesale murder of McMahon and his sons
Their mother watched the slaughter of her own beloved ones
And cried, sir do have mercy on my husband and my sons?
They bid them all come down the stairs they have no more to dread
When suddenly some shots rang out all and six of them fell dead
So that is how the story goes that I have told to you
But the boys who shot McMahon’s will see a day they’ll rue
So all you Belfast Catholics, revenge but not with guns
But pray the Lord have mercy on McMahon and his sons
(Alexander McBride, William Kerr and Malachy Halfpenny 11/06/1921) (Owen McMahon, his 4 Sons and a barman 24/03/1922)
Oh father, dear, I oft times here you speak of Erin’s isle
And the sturdy Sons of Dublin, who defend us far and wide
But what about old Belfast where, some awful sites were seen
Because their sons would not deny the orange white and green
It happened in this country not many years ago
When the blood of gallant Irish men down Dublin Streets did flow
Was the Easter week rebellion and our rebels took a blow
The cause been Irish freedom in the blazing GPO
From Dublin down to Belfast came The real old Gaelic way
Was orders from headquarters for to join in the affray
A murder was committed we were driven to despair
When a band of orange specials, they did murder, Willie Kerr
They took him from his humble home, these villains for to slay
And they also took along with him McBride and Halfpenny
They took them all across a field before the dawn of day
When they were found next morning all three had passed away
Twas then the news went all around that we would surly scorn
It was the hanging of young Barry on a cold November morn
And not long after Barry died the tears that made us wail
For our gallant Terrence McSweeney who died in Brixton jail
But the latest of these murders there’s one will not forget
To shoot an Irish family, this murder was well set
It happened in the dead of night These villains armed with guns
Began the wholesale murder of McMahon and his sons
Their mother watched the slaughter of her own beloved ones
And cried, sir do have mercy on my husband and my sons?
They bid them all come down the stairs they have no more to dread
When suddenly some shots rang out all and six of them fell dead
So that is how the story goes that I have told to you
But the boys who shot McMahon’s will see a day they’ll rue
So all you Belfast Catholics, revenge but not with guns
But pray the Lord have mercy on McMahon and his sons
(Alexander McBride, William Kerr and Malachy Halfpenny 11/06/1921) (Owen McMahon, his 4 Sons and a barman 24/03/1922)
