Bachelor's Walk

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You true born sons of Erin's Isle
Come listen to my song,
My tale is one of sorrow,
But I won't detain you long,
Concerning the murderous outrage
That took place in Dublin Town,
When a cowardly regiment was let loose
To shoot our people down.

2. On the twenty-sixth day of July,
The truth I'll tell to you,
The Irish Volunteers all swore
Their enemies to subdue,
They marched straight out to Howth
And soon the people were alarmed,
When they heard the glorious news
"Our Irish Volunteers are armed."

3. The crowds they all kept cheering on
As our brave defenders passed
But their cheers were stopped by an outrage
Which some time did last.
Our gallant men, the Volunteers,
Were met in front and rear,
By the King's Own Scottish cowards
Who are doomed for everywhere.

4. God save our gallant Captain Judge,
The hero of the band,
Who nearly gave his precious life
For the just cause of his land
In spite of terrible injuries
And weak from loss of blood,
He fondly hugged his rifle grand
The prize of his brotherhood.

5. Next in the list of heroes
Is the scout so well renowned,
With the butt end of his rifle
Felled a Borderer to the ground,
He disarmed him of his weapons
And soon made his escape,
By climbing a wall in Fairview,
For his young life was as stake.

6. The Dublin Police were ordered
The Volunteers for to subdue,
But O'Neill and Gleeson boldly replied:
"Such a thing we decline to do.
For to fight against our countrymen
Would on us put a stain,
For we wish to see our native land
A Nation Once Again."

7. On Bachelor's Walk a scene took place,
Which I'm sure had just been planned,
For the cowardly Scottish Borderers
Turned and fired without command.
With bayonets fixed they charged the crowd
And left them in their gore,
But their deeds will be remembered
In Irish hearts for evermore.

8. God rest the souls of those who sleep
Apart from earthly sin,
Including Mrs. Duffy, James Brennan,
And Patrick Quinn;
But we will yet avenge them
And the time will surely come,
That we'll make the Scottish Borderers pay
For the cowardly deeds they done.

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