Текст песни Down by the Glensides - The Dubliners
'Twas
down
by
the
Glenside
I
met
an
old
woman
A
plucking
young
nettles
she
ne'er
saw
me
coming
I
listened
a
while
to
the
song
she
was
humming
Glory
o
glory
o
to
the
Bold
Fenian
Men
It's
fifty
long
years
since
I
saw
the
moon
beamin'
On
strong
manly
force,
their
eyes
with
hope
gleamin'
I
see
them
again
through
all
my
sad
dreamin'
Glory
o
glory
o
to
the
Bold
Fenian
Men
Some
died
by
the
hillside,
some
died
with
the
stranger
And
wise
men
have
told
us
their
cause
was
a
failure
But
they
loved
their
old
Ireland
and
they
never
feared
danger
Glory
o
glory
o
to
the
Bold
Fenian
Men
I
passed
on
my
way,
God
be
praised
that
I
met
her
Be
life
long
or
short,
I
will
never
forget
her
We
may
have
brave
men
but
we'll
never
have
better
Glory
o
glory
o
to
the
Bold
Fenian
Men
Альбом
Seven Drunken Nights
1 Down by the Glensides
2 Easy & Slow
3 The Downfall of Paris
4 Dainty Davy
5 The Lark in the Morning
6 The Rare Old Times
7 Weila Weila
8 Monto
9 Raglan Road
10 Matt Hyland
11 Song For Ireland
12 Galway Races
13 Avondale
14 James Larkin
15 Free the People
16 Peat Bog Soldiers
17 Take It Down From the Mast
18 Boulavogue
19 Drops of Brandy / Lady Carberry
20 Home Boys Home
21 Schooldays Over
22 Fiddler's Green
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