MARIAN PRICE BRING HER HOME
New Lyrics
to the tune Bring them home
In the jails that held Mc Sweeney
In the prison where he died
Lay two daughters of old Ireland
And they filled my heart with pride
For I knew that England wishes
That we'd let them die alone
But the voice of dear old Ireland
Cried for us to bring them home
Hear it ring on the air
It's the voice of my country so fair
Can't you feel can't you see
Irishmen will set them free
Twas the love of dear old Ireland
Brought her to a prison hell
But the ghosts of Pearse and Connolly
Filled her lonely prison cell
Clarke and Plunkett stand beside her
McDonagh, McDermott and Wolfe Tone
And all the voices of old Ireland
Cry for us to bring her home
Hear it ring on the air
It's the voice of my country so fair
Can't you feel can't you see
Irishmen will set her free
So I pray you men of Ireland
Don't betray our daughter true
Proudly stand beside our hero
Lest she die for me and you
Though the tyrant would deny us
We can break their hearts of stone
And all of Ireland will be singing
When we bring our daughter home
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