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An old woman was singing and seemed to be praising the bold Fenian men.
She was daydreaming about those bold Fenian men.


Down By The Glenside

The Bold Fenian Men

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"Twas down by the glenside, I met an old woman

              Em                  Bm                     Em                    Bm 
She was picking young nettles and she scarce saw me coming

  Em            C                 A7                   D7
I listened awhile to the song she was singing

 Em        Bm                   B7    C     D7   Em
Glory O, Glory O, to the bold Fe - nian men


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'Tis fifty long years since I saw the moon beaming

     Em                  Bm                    Em                    Bm   
On strong manly forms and their eyes with hope gleaming

 Em              C                    A7            D7
I see them again, sure, in all my daydreaming

 Em        Bm                   B7    C     D7    Em
Glory O, Glory O, to the bold Fe - nian men.

 
 Em                        Bm                   Em               Bm
Some died on the glenside, some died near a stranger

 Em                          Bm                       Em               Bm
And wise men have told us that their cause was a failure

 Em                         C                          A7                 D7
They fought for old Ireland and they never feared danger

Em        Bm                   B7    C     D7    Em
Glory O, Glory O, to the bold Fe - nian men.
 

Em                     Bm               Em                  Bm
I passed on my way, God be praised that I met her

 Em                 Bm                  Em          Bm
Be life long or short, sure I'll never forget her

Em                            C                    A7               D7 
We may have brave men, but we'll never have better

Em         Bm                   B7    C     D7    Em
Glory O, Glory O, to the bold Fe - nian men.