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