"Bold Fenian Men" genre: Celtic
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	Story of a girl who met an old woman who shared a story of the Fenian Men who fought for Ireland in the eighteenth century. Sung by Ivy live in concert.
	CD: Sisters Sampler   Label: Epilogue Credits: Prelude by Walden Whitham on Tin Whistle
	Story Behind the Song Performed by Ivy in concert on 15 March 2003 to an appreciative audience who, after a moment of silence, awarded her with a standing ovation. 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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