[00:00.00]Twas down by the glenside I spied an old woman
[00:08.140]She was pluckin' young nettles and she scarce saw me comin'
[00:15.895]I listened a while to the song she was hummin'
[00:24.958]Glory O Glory O to our bold Fenian men
[00:37.207]'Tis sixteen long years since I saw the moon beamin'
[00:45.595]On strong manly forms and their eyes were not gleamin'
[00:54.793]I see them all now, sure in all my daydreamin'
[01:04.233]Glory O Glory O to our bold Fenian men
[01:17.962]Some died on the hillside, some died with a stranger
[01:27.022]And wise men have judged that their cause was a failure
[01:36.134]They fought for their freedom and they never feared danger
[01:45.388]Glory O Glory O to our bold Fenian men
[01:58.760]I passed on my way, thanks to God that I met her
[02:08.098]Be life long or short, sure I'll never forget her
[02:17.907]There may have been brave men but they'll never be better
[02:28.470]Glory O Glory O to our bold Fenian men