Young Roddy McCorley (Live at Carnegie Hall, New York, NY - November 1962) - The Clancy Brothers

作曲：Traditional

Oh see the fleet foot hosts of men

Who sped with faces wan

From farm stead and from fisher's cot

Along the banks of ban

They come with vengeance in their eyes

Too late

Too late are they

For young roddy mccorley goes to die on the bridge

Of toome

Today

Up the narrow street he stepped

Smiling proud and young

About the hemp rope on his neck

The golden ringlets clung

There was never a tear in his blue eyes

Both glad and bright were they

As young roddy mccorley goes to die on the bridge

Of toome

Today

When he last stepped up that street

His shining pike in hand

Around him marched in grim array

A stalwart earnest band

For antrim town

For antrim town

He led them to the fray

As young roddy mccorley goes to die on the bridge

Of toome

Today

There is never a one of all who die

Who bravely fell in fray

Than he who marches to his death

On the bridge of toome today

True to the last true to the last

He treads the upward way

As young roddy mccorley goes to die on the bridge

Of toome

Today