EGAN O'RAHILLY

That my old bitter heart was pierced in this black gloom. That foreign devils have made my land a tomb That the sun that was Munster's glory has gone down Has made me a beggar before you, Valentine Brown

That my old bitter heart was pierced in this black gloom. That foreign devils have made my land a tomb That the sun that was Munster's glory has gone down Has made me a beggar before you, Valentine Brown