| I remember the day, it stands clear in my mind
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| We stood down to Dun Laoighaire to wave you goodbye
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| Your ma was quietly weeping, there was a tear in my eye
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| As they sent you to Gallipoli to die
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| You looked so young as you stood there, a glint in your eye
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| And you sang rebel songs as the streamers flew high
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| Your ma turned away, and I heard her sigh
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| For you are sailing to Gallipoli to die
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| You were all that we had, your mammy and me
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| When you marched head erect, you were proud as could be
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| And it killed your poor ma, and it slowly killed me
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| When you were blown to kingdom come on the shores of Gallipoli
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| We got only the one letter and we knew right away
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| It said «Deepest regrets your son was bold and he was brave»
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| You were only 18, yet your mammy and I
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| Let you go to Gallipoli to die
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| You were all that we had, your mammy and me
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| When you marched head erect, you were proud as could be
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| And it killed your poor ma, and it slowly killed me
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| When you were blown to kingdom come on the shores of Gallipoli
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| You fought for the wrong country, you died for the wrong cause
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| And your ma often said that it was Ireland’s great loss
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| All those fine young men who marched to foreign shores to fight the wars
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| When the greatest war of all was at home
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| You were all that we had, your mammy and me
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| When you marched head erect, you were proud as could be
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| And it killed your poor ma, and it slowly killed me
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| When you were blown to kingdom come on the shores of Gallipoli
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| You were all that we had, your mammy and me
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| When you marched head erect you were proud as could be
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| And it killed your poor ma, and it slowly killed me
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| When you were blown to kingdom come on the shores of Gallipoli |