Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Admiral William Brown, artist - The Wolfe Tones. Album song The Anthology of Irish Song, in the genre Кельтская музыка
Date of issue: 25.07.2013
Record label: Celtic Collections
Song language: English
Admiral William Brown |
From a county Mayo town came a man of great renown |
As a sailor and a soldier was none bolder |
He went to America at an early age they say |
As a cabin boy to sail the wide world over |
Then adventure took him south to the De La Plata mouth |
San Martin was on the route in Argentina |
So three whaling ships he bought and Brazil and Spain he fought |
And freedom then he sought for Argentina |
Now Admiral William Brown you’re a man of courage shown |
And in battles fought the odds were all against you |
But your Irish heart was strong and in memory still lives on |
And in Ireland there are some that don’t forget you |
On St. Patrick’s day it’s told you had many victories bold |
You defeated all invaders thugs and bullys |
Then through the Pampas rose and you found a happy home |
«Las Islas Malvinas, Argentinas» |
He had heard of Irish hands in noble gallant bands |
That helped to free the land called Argentina |
He had heard with great acclaim the Patricios name and fame |
When in 1806 the British came for slaughter |
And to this very day in the Argentine they say |
The English ran away form Buenos Aires |
To the islands further down and they took them for the crown |
«Las Islas Malvinas, Argentinas» |
We remember William Brown and his land of great renown |
He, invader of the islands from your country |
When in 1833 were by pirates forced to flee |
And in Ireland sure we know the story fully |
And the people that went too to the Argentine when new |
To escape the English laws and wars and famine |
They had proved a loyal crew just like all the Irish do |
«Las Islas Malvinas, Argentinas» |
The old colonial days and cruel English ways |
With her thunder plunder we will teach the natives |
For the Brits are going to war just like Whitelocke didbefore |
With her ships and guns and drums and flags and banners |
In the Empire days of old when they murdered for gold |
And paraded it around the streets of London |
Oh no human rights were given to the natives dead or living |
«Las Islas Malvinas, Argentinas» |
In the Argentine he died Father Fahey by his side |
'57 was the year his country mourned him |
A hero of the nation he’s remembered with elation |
Throughout the world where freedom still abounds |
And the Southern Cross take note where bold Willie Bullfin wrote |
The Irish still support you Argentina |
With the Empire tumbling down let no Paddies back the crown |
«Las Islas Malvinas, Argentinas» |