Down By The Glenside Lyrics - Dubliners

'Twas down by the Glenside I met an old woman 

A plucking young nettles she ne'er saw me coming 

I listened a while to the song she was humming 

Glory o glory o to the Bold Fenian Men 

It`s fifty long years since I saw the moon beamin' 

On strong manly force, their eyes with hope gleamin' 

I see them again through all my sad dreamin' 

Glory o glory o to the Bold Fenian Men 

Some died by the hillside, some died with the stranger 

And wise men have told us their cause was a failure 

But they loved their old Ireland and they never feared danger 

Glory o glory o to the Bold Fenian Men 

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

Be life long or short, I will never forget her 

We may have brave men but we'll never have better 

Glory o glory o to the Bold Fenian Men