The Wolfe Tones - Sean south

It was ^Con a dreary new year's eve, as the^F shades of ^Gnight came ^Cdown. A lorry load of v^Folunte^Cers, approach^Amed the b^Forder t^Gown. There were ^Cmen from Dublin ^Fand from Co^Crk, Fer^Ammanagh an^Fd Ty^Grone. And the^Cir leader was a L^Amimerick man, Se^Fan South from G^Garryow^Cen.

A^Cnd as they moved along the streets, up t^Fo the b^Garrack d^Coor. They scorned the danger t^Fhey might f^Cace, the f^Amate that l^Fay in s^Gtore. They were fi^Cghting for old Ire^Fland’s ca^Cuse, to cl^Amaim their v^Fery o^Gwn. And the f^Coremost of that gallant b^Amand, was So^Futh from G^Garryowe^Cn.

^CBut the sergeant foiled their daring plan, he sp^Fied them t^Ghrough the do^Cor. Then the Sten guns and the r^Fif-l^Ces a ha^Amil of de^Fath did p^Gour. And w^Chen that awful n^Fight was p^Cast, two m^Amen lay as c^Fold as s^Gtone. There was o^Cne from near the b^Amorder, and o^Fne from G^Garryow^Cen.

^CNo more he'll hear the seagull cry, or the m^Furmuring S^Ghannon t^Cide. For he fell beneath a N^Forthern s^Cky, br^Amave Hanlon b^Fy his s^Gide. They have g^Cone to join that ga^Fllant b^Cand, of Pl^Amunkett, P^Fearse and T^Gone. A ma^Crtyr for old Ire^Amland, ^FSean South f^Grom Garryo^Cwen.