Irish Folksongs Boys Of The Old Brigade Lyrics

Boys Of The Old Brigade Lyrics

"Oh father, why are you so sad, on this bright Easter morn?

When Irishmen
are proud and glad

Of the land where they were born."

"Oh, son, I
see sad mem'ries view

Of far-off distant days

When, being just a
boy like you

I joined the I.R.A.



Chorus:

Where are the
lads who stood with me

When history was made?

Oh, gra mo chroi I
long to see

The Boys of the Old Brigade



In hills and farms
the call to arms

Was heard by one and all

And from the glens came
brave young men

To answer Ireland's call

'Twas long ago we faced
the foe

The old brigade and me

But by my side they fought and
died

That Ireland might be free



Chorus



And now,
my boy, I've told you why

On Easter morn I sigh

For I recall my
comrades all

From dark old days gone by

I think of men who fought
in glens

With rifles and grenade

May Heaven keep the men who
sleep

From the ranks of the old brigade



Chorus