[Intro]
Am
[Verse]
Am G Am C
'Twas down by the glenside, I met an old woman
Am C Am C
A-plucking young nettles, nor saw I was coming
Am F D G
I listened awhile to the song she was humming
Am Em F G Am
Glory O, Glory O, to the bold Fenian men
[Verse]
G Am C
'Tis fifty long years since I saw the moon beaming
Am C Am C
And strong manly forms, and their eyes with hope gleaming
Am F D G
I see them again, sure, through all my days dreaming
Am Em F G Am
Glory O, Glory O, to the bold Fenian men
[Verse]
G Am C
When I was a colleen, their marching and drilling
Am C Am C
Awoke by the glenside, sounds awesome and thrilling
Am F D G
But they loved dear old Ireland, and to die they were willing
Am Em F G Am
Glory O, Glory O, to the bold Fenian men
[Verse]
G Am C
Some died by the glenside, some died amid strangers
Am C Am C
And wise men have told us their cause was a failure
Am F D G
But they stood by old Ireland and never feared danger
Am Em F G Am
Glory O, Glory O, to the bold Fenian men
[Verse]
G Am C
I passed on my way, god be praised that I met her
Am C Am C
Be life long or short, I shall never forget her
Am F D G
And we may have great men, but we'll never have better
Am Em F G Am
Glory O, Glory O, to the bold Fenian men