Wolfe Tones - Sean south from garryowen

It was ^Fon a dreary new year's eve as the ^Fshades of ^Gnight came ^Fdown, A lorry load of v^Folunte^Fers approch^Amed the ^Fborder ^Gtown, There was ^Fmen from Dublin ^Fand from ^FCork,^AmFermanagh ^Fand Ty^Grone, And their l^Feader was a Limerick man ^FSean South from ^GGarry^Fowen

^FAnd as they moved along the streets up ^Fto the ba^Grrack ^Fdoor, They scorned the danger ^Fthey might^F face,the ^Amfate that ^Flay in ^Gstore, They were ^Ffighting for old ^FIrela^Fnd,to^Am claim their ^Fvery o^Gwn, And the f^Foremost of that gallant band was Sout^Fh from ^GGarry^Fowen.

^FBut the sergent foiled their daring plan,he ^Fspied them ^Gthrough the ^Fdoor, Then the Sten guns and the ^Frifles a ^Fhail of ^Amdeath d^Fid ^Gpour, And wh^Fen that auful ^Fnight was ^Fpast,two^Am men lay as c^Fold as ^Gstone, There was ^Fone from near the border,and ^Fone from ^GGarryo^Fwen.

^FNo more he'll hear the seagull cry o're the m^Furmuring ^GShannon ^Ftide, For he fell beneath a ^FNorthern s^Fky,br^Amave Hanlon ^Fby ^Fhis ^Gside, They have ^Fgone to join that ^Fgallant ^Fband of ^AmPlunkett ^FPearse and ^GTone, A ^Fmartyr for old Ireland,Sean ^FSouth from ^GGarry^Fowen