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------------------------------------------ BRING THEM HOME - Paddy McGuigan ------------------------------------------
Hear it Dring on the Gair. It's the Avoice of my country so Dfair Can't you feel, can't you Gsee IrishAmen will set them Dfree
DIn the jail that held McASweeney In the prison where he Ddied Lies the daughters of old AIreland GAnd they Afill my heart with Dpride AFor I know that England Dwishes GThat we'd let them die aAlone But Dall the voices of old GIreland Cries for Aus to bring them Dhome
Hear it ring... Twas the love of dear old Ireland Brought them to a prison hell But the ghosts of Pearse and Connolly Filled their lonely prison cell Clarke and Plunkett stand beside them Mc Donagh Mc Dermot and Wolfe Tone And all the voices of old Ireland Cry for us to bring them home Hear it ring... So I pray you men of Ireland Dont betray our daughters true Proudly stand beside our heroes Lest they die for me and you Though the tyrant would deny us We can break their hearts of stone And all of Ireland will be singing When we bring our daughters home Hear it ring...