Roddy McCorley

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Oh see the fleet foot host of men who sped with faces wan

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from Farmsead and from Fisher's Scot down to the Banks of Bann

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They come with vengeance in their eyes too late, too late are they

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for young Roddy McCorley goes to die on the Bridge of Taum (toom) today

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up the narrow street he steps smiling proud and young

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about that hemp rope 'round his neck, his golden ringlets clung

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there was ne're a tear in his blue eyes, both glad and bright are they

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for young Roddy McCorley goes to die on the Bridge of Taum today

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when he last stepped up that street, his shining pike in hand

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behind him marches in grim array a stalward honest band

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for Antrim Town, for Antrim Town, he led them to the fray

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for young Roddy McCorley goes to die on the Bridge of Taum today

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There was ne're a one of all your dead so bravely fell in fray

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as he who marches to his death on the bridge of Taum today

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true to the last, true to the last, he treads the upward way

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and young Roddy McCorley goes to die on the Bridge of Taum today

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