The Men of the West
                        (William Rooney)
When you honor in song and in story
The names of the patriot men,
Whose valor has covered with glory
Full many a mountain and glen,
Forget not the boys of the heather
Who rallied their bravest and best
When Ireland was broken in Wexford
And looked for revenge to the West.
cho: I give you the gallant old West, boys,
     Where rallied our bravest and best
Ugly Bastards lyrics

Out of School, I've got no work
So my parents kicked me out of home
My girlfriend yesterday
Left me alone,  Left me insane

Oh my god was I all wrong?
Ugly bastard, You ugly bastard
Was it all ju
     When Ireland lay broken and bleeding;
     Hurrah for the men of the West!
The hilltops with glory were glowing
'Twas the eve of a bright harvest day,
When the ship we'd been wearily waiting
Sailed into Killala's broad bay.
And over the hills went the slogan
To awaken in every breast
The fire that has never been quenched, boys,
Among the true hearts of the West.
cho:
Killala was ours ere the midnight,
And high over Ballina town
Our banners
Shine A Light lyrics

Saw you stretched out in Room Ten O Nine
with a smile on your face and a tear right in your eye.
Couldn't see to get a line on you, my sweet honey love.
Berber jew'lry jangling down the street
in triumph were waving
Before the next sun had gone down.
We gathered to speed the good work, boys
The true men from near and afar;
And history can tell how we routed
The redcoats through old Castlebar.
cho:
And pledge me the stout sons of France, boys,
Bold Humbert and all his brave men,
Whose tramp, like the trumpet of battle,
Brought hope to the drooping again.
Since Ireland has caught to her bosom
On many a mountain and hill
The gallants who
She Is The Dark lyrics

A cruel sleep 'cross our land
All withered and dying
As the fall, the victims
They're dying a sad death
In our land, we lay down
And suffer again

A dark girl'cross our land
Is pacing. Is prey
fell, so they're here, boys,
To cheer us to victory still.
cho:
Though all the bright dreamings we cherished
Went down in disaster and woe,
The spirit of old is still with us
That never would bend to the foe.
And Connaught is ready whenever
The loud rolling tuck of the drum
Rings out to awaken the echoes
And tell us the morning has come.
cho:
Recorded by Clancys, Patrick Galvin
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