Christy Moore - Boy from Tamlaghtduff lyrics
[Christy Moore - Boy from Tamlaghtduff lyrics]
As we I walked over the Glenshane Pass
I heard a young woman mourn
The boy from Tamlaghduff she said is
Ten years dead and gone
How my heart is torn apart
This young man to lose
We'll never see the likes again
Of young Francis Hughes
For many years his exploit's were
A thorn in England's side
The hills and glens became his home it
Was there he used to hide
Often when surrounded he'd quietly slip away
Like a fox hе went to ground and
Kept the dogs of war at bay
Francis and three volunteers wеre
Coming around the pass
When they were confronted by a squad of SAS
The volunteers gave all they had
Till Francis took two rounds
He gave the order to retreat
And wounded went to ground
The UDR and RUC came with their tracker dogs
In their hundreds hunted him across
The farms and bogs
When he was too weak to move
They captured him at last
And from the countryside he loved
They brought him to Belfast
From Musgrave Park to Crumlin Road
Then to a H-Block cell
He went straight on the blanket then
On hunger strike as well
Although his weapon had been changed to
A blanket from a gun
He wielded it courageously as
The hunger strike begun
As his young life ebbed away
We helplessly looked on
On the twelfth of May the
Black flags lay in 1981
Deep mourning around Tamlaghduff has
Turned to burning pride
Francis fought them every day he lived
And fought them as he died
As I walked over the Glenshane Pass
I heard a young woman mourn
The boy from Tamlaghduff she said is
Ten years dead and gone
How my heart is torn apart
This young man to lose
We'll never see the likes again
Of young Francis Hughes
I heard a young woman mourn
The boy from Tamlaghduff she said is
Ten years dead and gone
How my heart is torn apart
This young man to lose
We'll never see the likes again
Of young Francis Hughes
For many years his exploit's were
A thorn in England's side
The hills and glens became his home it
Was there he used to hide
Often when surrounded he'd quietly slip away
Like a fox hе went to ground and
Kept the dogs of war at bay
Francis and three volunteers wеre
Coming around the pass
When they were confronted by a squad of SAS
The volunteers gave all they had
Till Francis took two rounds
He gave the order to retreat
And wounded went to ground
The UDR and RUC came with their tracker dogs
In their hundreds hunted him across
The farms and bogs
When he was too weak to move
They captured him at last
And from the countryside he loved
They brought him to Belfast
From Musgrave Park to Crumlin Road
Then to a H-Block cell
He went straight on the blanket then
On hunger strike as well
Although his weapon had been changed to
A blanket from a gun
He wielded it courageously as
The hunger strike begun
As his young life ebbed away
We helplessly looked on
On the twelfth of May the
Black flags lay in 1981
Deep mourning around Tamlaghduff has
Turned to burning pride
Francis fought them every day he lived
And fought them as he died
As I walked over the Glenshane Pass
I heard a young woman mourn
The boy from Tamlaghduff she said is
Ten years dead and gone
How my heart is torn apart
This young man to lose
We'll never see the likes again
Of young Francis Hughes