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Celtic SymphonyIt was far across the sea
When the devil got a hold of me
He wouldn't set me free
So he kept me soul for ransom
Na na na na na na….
I'm a sailor man from Glasgow town
Down By The GlensideT'was down by the Glenside
I met an old woman
A plucking young nettles
She ne'er saw me coming
I listened a while
To the song she was huming
Glory o glory o, to the bold fenian man
Go on home, British SoldiersSo go on home, British soldiers, go on home!
Have you got no bloody homes of your own?
For 800 years we've fought you without fear
And we'll fight you for 800 more
If you stay, British soldiers, if you stay
You'll never ever beat the I.R.A.
Those 14 men in Derry are the last that you will bury
Irish Soldier Laddie'Twas a morning in July,
I was walking through Tipperary,
When I heard the battle cry
From the mountain overhead
When I looked up in the sky
I saw an Irish soldier laddie
He looked at me right fearlessly and said: