IRISH REBEL LYRICS
The Lonely Eoods Of Upton













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Many homes are filled sorrow and with sadness
Many hearts are filled with anguish and with pain
And old Ireland now she hangs her head in sorrow
For the men who died at Upton for Sinn Féin

Let the moon shine out tonight along the valley
Where those heroes of Sinn Féin in ambush fell
May they rest in peace those men who died for Ireland
In the lonely woods of Upton far away

Some were thinking of their mothers, wives and sweethearts
Some were thinking of their dear old Irish homes
Did they think of how they drilled along the valley
When they marched out from Cork City to their doom

The warning cry rang out: "Fix your bayonnets"
And those gallant lads they fixed them for the fray
Gallantly they fought and died for dear old Ireland
In the lonely woods of Upton far away

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