| And so the story’s told of a hearty group of men
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| It’s a tale of their triumphs and their woes
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| Be it raids the melee’s aincent or the modern workers struggle
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| And inspires men to stand up for their rights
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| And should we fall down by the wayside in this ever-changing world
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| We can look back to these heroes of our past
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| With their staunch determination and ferocious iron will
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| No tyranny would quell them in their task
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| It’s an age old situation with an ever present message
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| That time and tide waiteth for no man
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| So with out fear of confrontation and the consequence of outcome
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| It’s for freedom and for happiness they toiled
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| And in looking to the future we can see a better place
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| Where we can shake the yoke of tyranny for all
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| It’s been paved by generations who have gone now to their rest
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| It’s just remembrance of their dignity we ask
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| (chorus) so come on rally 'round this brave and valiant cause
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| With tradition pride and honor at it’s core
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| With swords drawn to defend stood these noblehearted men
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| Faugh-an-ballagh clear the way me boys
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| Under perilous conditions with small hope of success
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| They left behind the lives that they once led
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| And by virtue of their fortitude and singleminded strength
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| They cleared the way for the people of today
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| So when we think back to our ancestors respectfully we hark
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| And thank the men whose struggle broke the chain
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| It’s a long road up ahead of us let’s forge on while we’re strong
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| And leave our mark of honor once again
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| (chorus) so come on rally 'round this brave and valiant cause
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| With tradition pride and honor at it’s core
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| With swords drawn to defend stood these noblehearted men
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| Faugh-an-ballagh clear the way me boys
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| And so the story’s told and it comes now to an end
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| It’s setting any era any land
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| When abusive tyrants force the hands of matters great or small
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| It inspires men to stand up for their rights |