[Lyric] Me Old Howth Gun (Danny Doyle (Ireland))

There is sorrow in me heart, oh me old Howth gun
Since we lately we had to part, oh me old Howth gun
In Ireland's day of need, ah you proved a friend indeed
When you made the bullet speed, oh me old Howth gun

I was glad when you were near, oh me old Howth gun
For the foeman did I fear, oh me old Howth gun
When your bark and bitter bite put the Saxon course to flight
And they didn't stop to fight, oh me old Howth gun

Oh how glorious was your feel, oh me old Howth gun
When you made the Saxon reel, oh me old Howth gun
When the Lancers trimming neat came charging down O'Connell Street
And they beat a grim retreat, oh me old Howth gun

Oh the parting it was sore, oh me old Howth gun
Shall I ne'er see you no more, oh me old Howth gun?
There’s glorious hopes that we, could have set old Ireland free
Now you’re parted far from me, oh me old Howth gun

Oh the day will surely come, oh me old Howth gun
When I'll join the fightin' men, oh me old Howth gun
In some brave determined band, I will surely take my stand
For the freedom of our land, oh me old Howth gun