Luyện nghe bài hát Sean SOuth From Garryowen

Sad are the homes Garryowen
they lost their joy and pride
And the cry links every vale
Around the Shannon side that of the ancient walls
the broken treaty stone, undying fame surrounds name, Sean South from Garryowen

on a dreary New Years Eve
As the shades of came down
A lorry load of volunteers the border town
There men from Dublin and from Cork, Fermanagh and Tyrone
And the leader was a Limerick man - Sean South from

As they along the street up to the barracks door
They scorned the they might face
Their that lay instore
They were fighting for old to claim their very own
And the foremost of that gallant
Was South from

But the spied their daring plan
He spied them the door
The Sten guns and the a hail of death did pour
And when that awful night had
Two men lay cold a
There was one from near the border and one from

No more wil he the seagull's cry
Over the murmurring Shannon
For he fell beneath a sky brave Hanlon by his side
They have gone to join that gallant
Of Plunkett, and Tone
A martyr for old
South from Garryowen