The Wolfe Tones - God save ireland

High ^Aupon the gallows tree swung the n^Doble hearted t^Ahree, By the vengeful tyrant stricken in their ^Ebloom, But they ^Amet them face to face, with the c^Dourage of their ^Arace, And they went with souls und^Eaunted to their ^Adoom.

God^A save Ireland said the heroes, G^Eod save Ireland said they all, Whether ^Aon the scaffold high, or the ba^Dttlefield we d^Aie, Oh no matter when for I^Ereland dear we f^Aall

Girt ^Aaround with cruel foes, still their c^Dourage proudly^A rose, For they thought with hearts that loved them far and ne^Ear, Of the mi^Allions true and brave, o'er the oc^Dean swelling w^Aave, And the friends of holy Irel^Eand ever dea^Ar.

God^A save Ireland said the heroes, G^Eod save Ireland said they all, Whether ^Aon the scaffold high, or the ba^Dttlefield we d^Aie, Oh no matter when for I^Ereland dear we f^Aall

Climed th^Aey up the rugged stair, rang their vo^Dices out in pr^Aayer, Then with England's fatal cord around them c^East, Close be^Aside the gallows tree, kissed like bro^Dthers loving^Aly, True to home and faith and f^Ereedom to the la^Ast.

God^A save Ireland said the heroes, G^Eod save Ireland said they all, Whether ^Aon the scaffold high, or the ba^Dttlefield we d^Aie, Oh no matter when for I^Ereland dear we f^Aall

Never^A till the latest day shall their mem^Dories pass aw^Aay, O the gallant lives thus given for our la^End, But o^An the cause must go, to the j^Doy, the weal or w^Aoe, Till we make our isle a na^Etion free and gr^Aand.

God^A save Ireland said the heroes, G^Eod save Ireland said they all, Whether ^Aon the scaffold high, or the ba^Dttlefield we d^Aie, Oh no matter when for I^Ereland dear we f^Aall