Roddy McCorley The Dubliners

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[Verse 1]
Oh see the fleet foot host of men
Who sped with faces wan
From farmstead and from fishers 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

[Verse 2]
Up the narrow streets he steps
He smiling proud and young
About the hemp rope 'round his neck
The golden ringlets clung
There's never a tear in his blue eyes
Both glad and bright are they
For young Roddy McCorley goes to die
On the bridge of Toome today

[Verse 3]
When the last stepped up the 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
For young Roddy McCorley goes to die
On the bridge of Toome today