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Sean South from Garryowen

Sean South from Garryowen – Irish Song

Sean South from Garryowen Lyrics

Sad are the homes round Garryowen 
Since they lost their joy and pride 
And the banshee cry links every vale
Around the Shannon side that city of the ancient walls 
The broken treaty stone, undying fame surrounds your name, Sean South from Garryowen 

T’was on a dreary New Years Eve
As the shades of night came down 
A lorry load of volunteers approached the border town 
There were men from Dublin and from Cork, Fermanagh and Tyrone 
And the leader was a Limerick man – Sean South from Garryowen 

As they moved along the street up to the barracks door 
They scorned the danger they might face 
Their fate taht lay instore
They were fighting for old Ireland to clim their very own
And the foremost of that gallant band 
Was South from Garryowen 
But the seargent spied their daring plan 
He spied them trough the door 
The Sten guns and the rifles a hail of death did pour
And when that awful night had passed 
Two men lay cold a s stone 
There was one from near the border twn and one from Garryowen 

No more wil he hear the seagull’s cry 
Over the murmurring Shannon tide 
For he fell beneath a Northern sky brave Hanlon by his side 
They have gone to join that gallant band 
Of Plunkett, Pearse and Tone 
A martyr for old Ireland