LetrasKelly the Boy from Killanne

Sons Of Erin

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What's the news? What's the news? O my bold shelmalier. With your long barreled gun o'er the sea? Say what winds from the north brings your messenger here with a hymn of the dawn of the free?

Goodly news, goodly news do I bring youth of forth? Goodly news do I hear bargy man? For the boys march at dawn from the south to the north led by Kelly, the boy from Killanne. Tell me who is the giant with the long curling hair, he who rides at the head of your band. Seven feet is his height with some inches to spare and he looks like a king in command. All my boys that's the pride of our bold shelmaliers mongst or greatest a leaders a man. Fling your beavers aloft and give three rousing cheers for John Kelly, the boy from Killanne. Enniscorthy's in flames and old Wexford is won and tomorrow the barrow we cross. On a hill o'er the town, we have planted a gun, that will battle the gateway of Ross. All the forth men and bargy men will march o'er the heat with young Harvey to lead on the van. But the foremost of all in that grim gap of death will be Kelly, the boy from Killanne. The gold sun of freedom grew darkened at Ross and it set by the Slaney's red waves. And poor Wexford stripped naked hung high on a cross, her heart pierced by traitors and slaves. Glory-o, glory-o, to her brave sons who died from the cause of long down trodden man. Glory-, to Mt Leinster's own darling and pride Dauntless Kelly, the boy from Killanne. Glory-, to Mt Leinster's own darling and pride Dauntless Kelly, the boy from Killanne.

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