Bold Fenian Men
by Judy Collins
From the album: A Maid of Constant Sorrow
Duration: 2:46
Lyrics for Bold Fenian Men
'Twas down by the glenside I spied an old woman She was pluckin' young nettles, she scarce saw me comin' I listened a while to the song she was hummin' "Glory O, Glory O to our bold Fenian men" "'Tis sixteen long years since I saw the moon beamin' On strong manly forms and their eyes were hot gleamin' I see them all now, sure in all my daydreamin' Glory O, Glory O to our bold Fenian men" "Some died on the hillside, some died with a stranger And wise men have judged that their cause was a failure They fought for their freedom and they never feared danger Glory O, Glory O to our bold Fenian men" I passed on my way, thanks to God that I met her Be life long or short, sure I'll never forget her There may have been brave men, but they'll never be better Glory O, Glory O to our bold Fenian men