The Clancy Brothers & Tommy Makem - Young Roddy McCorley Lyrics

Lyrics Young Roddy McCorley - Tommy Makem , The Clancy Brothers



Oh see the fleet-foot host of men
Who speed with faces wan
From farmstead and to fisher's cot
Along the banks of Bann
They come with vengeance in their eyes
Too late, too late are they
For young Roddy McCorley goes to die
On the bridge of Toombe today
Up the narrow street he stepped
Smiling proud and young
About the hemp rope on his neck
The golden ringlets clung
There is never a tear in his blue eyes
For glad and bright are they
As young Roddy McCorley goes to die
On the bridge of Toombe today
When he last stepped up that street
His shining pike in hand
Behind him marched in grim away
A stalwart earnest band
For Antrim town, for Antrim town
He led them to the fray
And young Roddy McCorley goes to die
On the bridge of Toombe today
There is never a one of all your men
Who bravely fell in fray
Than he who marches to his fate
On the bridge of Toombe today
True to the last true to the last
He treads the upward way
And young Roddy McCorley goes to die
On the bridge of Toombe today



Writer(s): P. Clancy, W. Clancy, T. Makem, J. Clancy


The Clancy Brothers & Tommy Makem - A Jug Of Punch
Album A Jug Of Punch
date of release
17-02-2012




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