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Lyricist: Dropkick Murphys
Lyrics:
And so the story's told of a hardy group of men It's a tale of their triumphs and their woes Be it raids and melees ancient or the modern workers' struggle And inspires men to stand up for their rights And should we fall down by the wayside in this ever-changing world We can look back to these heroes of our past With their staunch determination and ferocious iron will No tyranny would quell them in their task
It's an age old situation with an ever present message That time and tide waiteth for no man So without fear of confrontation and the consequence of outcome It's for freedom and for happiness they toiled And in looking to the future we can see a better place Where we can shake the yoke of tyranny for all It's been paved by generations who have gone now to their rest It's just remembrance of their dignity we ask
So come on, rally 'round this brave and valiant cause With tradition, pride, and honor at its core With swords drawn to defend stood these noble-hearted men Faugh-an-ballagh, clear the way, me boys
Under perilous conditions with small hope of success They left behind the lives that they once led And by virtue of their fortitude and single-minded strength They cleared the way for the people of today So when we think back to our ancestors, respectfully we hark And thank the men whose struggle broke the chain It's a long road up ahead of us, let's forge on while we're strong And leave our mark of honor once again
So come on, rally 'round this brave and valiant cause With tradition, pride, and honor at its core With swords drawn to defend stood these noble-hearted men Faugh-an-ballagh, clear the way, me boys
So the story has told and it comes now to an end It's setting any era, any land When abusive tyrants force the hands of matters great or small It inspires men to stand up for their rights
So come on, rally 'round this brave and valiant cause With tradition, pride, and honor at its core With swords drawn to defend stood these noble-hearted men Faugh-an-ballagh, clear the way, me boys
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