The Irish Brigade - Three Volunteers (Crowley, Carty and Loughran) lyrics
[The Irish Brigade - Three Volunteers Crowley, Carty and Loughran lyrics]
Oh, gather round comrades
A sad tale I'll tell
Of three volunteers who went out one day
To free dear old Ireland was their only aim
To rid this proud nation of British domain
Near Omagh town in the county Tyrone
With a bomb in their car
Our three men did go
But something went wrong on that fatal day
For the bomb went off early
Our three men lay dead
England, cruel England
You're really to blame
You divide this rich nation
Hang your head in shame
You've stole and you've plundered
You're raped our rich land
Our three men lie dead and their
Blood is on your hands
Two of these men from Dungannon did come:
Paddy Carty, Seán Loughran two men on the run
Their love for old Ireland
Was their only crime
For the love of Ireland they proudly did die
From far-off Cork, in the foot of the Bann
Young Dermot Crowley, he's not yet a man
The call was so great, though
He went to the North
He left his loving parents
To follow his heart
Many's a tear was shed that day
When the Dungannon, Paddy Carty was dead
For none was more brave
With a heart big and true
My God, Paddy Carty, will not forget you
Seán Loughran, gallant Loughran
Alas you are gone
You came home England, you couldn't watch on
A man known for laughter, slag and great wit
For broken hearted memories are
What we're left with
Let's not forget Dermot Crowley from Cork
At eighteen years old, he came to the North
Just like his two comrades
It's plain to be seen he gave his young life
For Provisional Sinn Feín
England, cruel England
You're really to blame
You divide this rich nation
Hang your head in shame
You've stole and you've plundered
You've raped our rich land
For three men lie dead and their
Blood is on your hands
A final tribute we'll pay to the three
Whose young lives they gave
That old Ireland be free
Oh Paddy, Seán and Dermot
It's plain to be seen you gave up your lives
For Provisional Sinn Feín
Oh Paddy, Seán and Dermot
It's plain to be seen you gave up your lives
For Provisional Sinn Feín
A sad tale I'll tell
Of three volunteers who went out one day
To free dear old Ireland was their only aim
To rid this proud nation of British domain
Near Omagh town in the county Tyrone
With a bomb in their car
Our three men did go
But something went wrong on that fatal day
For the bomb went off early
Our three men lay dead
England, cruel England
You're really to blame
You divide this rich nation
Hang your head in shame
You've stole and you've plundered
You're raped our rich land
Our three men lie dead and their
Blood is on your hands
Two of these men from Dungannon did come:
Paddy Carty, Seán Loughran two men on the run
Their love for old Ireland
Was their only crime
For the love of Ireland they proudly did die
From far-off Cork, in the foot of the Bann
Young Dermot Crowley, he's not yet a man
The call was so great, though
He went to the North
He left his loving parents
To follow his heart
Many's a tear was shed that day
When the Dungannon, Paddy Carty was dead
For none was more brave
With a heart big and true
My God, Paddy Carty, will not forget you
Seán Loughran, gallant Loughran
Alas you are gone
You came home England, you couldn't watch on
A man known for laughter, slag and great wit
For broken hearted memories are
What we're left with
Let's not forget Dermot Crowley from Cork
At eighteen years old, he came to the North
Just like his two comrades
It's plain to be seen he gave his young life
For Provisional Sinn Feín
England, cruel England
You're really to blame
You divide this rich nation
Hang your head in shame
You've stole and you've plundered
You've raped our rich land
For three men lie dead and their
Blood is on your hands
A final tribute we'll pay to the three
Whose young lives they gave
That old Ireland be free
Oh Paddy, Seán and Dermot
It's plain to be seen you gave up your lives
For Provisional Sinn Feín
Oh Paddy, Seán and Dermot
It's plain to be seen you gave up your lives
For Provisional Sinn Feín