Story Behind the Song
History:
During the uprising of 1798, Wolfe Tone, one of the bold fenian men, leading an army, was set upon by the English fleet. Tone wrote, “After such sacrifices, in a cause which I have always considered as the cause of justice and freedom - it is no great effort at this day to add the sacrifice of my life". Tone is buried at Bodenstown alongside his brother who had died for the same glorious cause a few weeks earlier.
THE SINGER:
Kellee Bradley, of Seattle WA, got her first guitar at 8. At 11 she started taking piano lessons....at 13 she was writing her own songs....at 15 she sang one on the National Easter Seals Telethon, and now she's singing on this EPI collection.
Lyrics
‘Twas down by the glenside I met an old woman,
A 'plucking young nettles, nor thought I was comin;
I listened awhile to the song she was hummin,
"Glory O, glory O, to the Bold Fenian men!"
'Tis fifty long years since I saw the moon beamin
And strong manly forms, hope in their eyes gleamin
I see them again sure, in all my sad dreamin,
"Glory O, glory O, to the Bold Fenian men!"
When I was a girl their marching and drillin
Awakend the glenside, sounds awesome and thrillin
They loved poor old Ireland to die they were willin
"Glory O, glory O, to the Bold Fenian men!"
Some died by the glenside. Some died neath the stranger,
And wise man have told us their cause was a failure;
But they stood by 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 my life long or short I would never forget her;
We have had good men, but we'll never have better.
"Glory O, glory O, to the Bold Fenian men!"
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