paroles de chanson Young Roddy McCorley - The Kingston Trio
Pat
Clancy
Oh,
see
the
fleet
foot
hosts
of
men
who
speed
with
faces
wan
From
Farmstead
and
from
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
Toome
today!
Up
the
narrow
street
he
stepped,
smiling
and
proud
and
young.
About
the
hemp
rope
on
his
neck,
the
golden
ringlets
clung.
There's
never
a
tear
in
his
blue
eyes,
both
glad
and
bright
are
they,
As
young
Roddy
McCorley
goes
to
die
on
the
Bridge
of
Toome
today!
When
he
last
stepped
up
that
street
his
shining
pike
in
hand
Behind
him
marched
in
grim
array
a
stalwart
earnest
band.
For
Antrim
Town!
For
Antrim
Town!
He
led
them
to
the
fray,
As
young
Roddy
McCorley
goes
to
die
on
the
Bridge
of
Toome
today!
There′s
never
a
one
of
all
who
die
more
bravely
fell
in
fray
Than
he
who
marches
to
his
fate
on
the
Bridge
of
Toome
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
Toome
today!
As
young
Roddy
McCorley
goes
to
die
on
the
Bridge
of
Toome
today!
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