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The Dying Rebel - The Irish Brigade
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The Dying Rebel The Irish Brigade

The Dying Rebel - The Irish Brigade
[Verse 1]
The night was dark
The fight had ended
The moon shone down O'Connell Street
I stood alone
Where brave men perish
Now they've gone
Their God to meet

[Chorus]
My only son was shot in Dublin
Fighting for his country bold
He fought for Ireland
And Ireland only
The harp and shamrock, green white and gold

[Verse 2]
First I met a crying mother
Kneeling by her young son's side
I heard her say:
"My son's (???)
I knew my son would never (???)"

[Verse 3]
The next I met the grey haired father
Searching for his only son
I said "down (???)
When there's no usе searching
For straight to heaven your son has gonе"
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