Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Kelly the Boy from Kilane, artist - The Clancy Brothers. Album song Their Greatest Hits, in the genre Кельтская музыка
Date of issue: 31.12.2010
Record label: Emerald
Song language: English
Kelly the Boy from Kilane |
What’s the news? |
What’s the news? |
O my bold Shelmalier |
With your long-barrelled gun, of the sea? |
Say, what wind from the sun blows his messenger here |
With a hymn of the dawn for the free? |
«Goodly news, goodly news, do I bring, youth of Forth |
Goodly news do I bring, Bargy man! |
For the boys march at dawn from the south to the north |
Led by Kelly, the boy from Killanne!» |
Tell me who is the giant with the gold curling hair |
He who rides at the head of the band? |
Seven feet is his height, with some inches to spare |
And he looks like a king in command! |
«Oh, me boys, that’s the pride of the bold Shelmaliers |
«Mongst our greatest of heroes, a man! |
Fling your beavers aloft and give three rousing cheers |
For John Kelly, the boy from Killanne!» |
Enniscorthy’s in flames, and old Wexford is won |
And the Barrow tomorrow we cross |
On a hill o’er the town we have planted a gun |
That will batter the gateways to Ross! |
All the Forth men and Bargy men march over the heath |
With brave Harvey to lead on the van; |
But the foremost of all in that grim gap of death |
Will be Kelly, the boy from Killanne! |
But the gold sun of freedom grew darkened at Ross |
And it set by the Slaney’s red waves; |
And poor Wexford, stript naked, hung high on a cross |
With her heart pierced by traitors and slaves! |
Glory O! |
Glory O! |
to her brave sons who died |
For the cause of long-down-trodden man! |
Glory O! |
to mount Leinster’s own darling and pride: |
Dauntless Kelly, the boy from Killanne! |
Irish Brigade Version |
But the gold sun of freedom grew darkened at Ross |
And it set by the Slaney’s red waves; |
And poor Wexford, stript naked, hung high on a cross |
With her heart pierced by traitors and slaves! |
Glory O! |
Glory O! |
to her brave sons who died |
For the cause of long-down-trodden man! |
Glory O! |
to mount Leinster’s own darling and pride: |
Dauntless Kelly, the boy from Killanne! |
Repeat: Glory O! |
to mount Leinster’s own darling and pride: |
Dauntless Kelly, the boy from Killanne! |