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Oh, father Gwhy are you so Csad
On thGis bright Easter mDorn'
When GIrish men are prCoud and glad
Of the lGand that thDey were bGorn?
Oh, sDon, I see in mem'ries fGew
Of far off dCistant dDays
When bGeing just a lCad like you
I jGoined the DIraG
Where Dare the lads that stood with Gme
When histoCry was Dmade?
A Ghra Mo Chroi, I long to Csee
The Gboys of the Dold briGgade
From Ghills and farms a Ccall to arms
Was Gheard by one and Dall
And Gfrom the glen came Cbrave young men
To Ganswer DIreland's Gcall
'T wasn't Dlong ago we faced a Gfoe
The old briCgade and Dme
And Gby my side they Cfought and died
That GIreland Dmight be Gfree
Where Dare the lads that stood with Gme
When histoCry was Dmade?
A Ghra Mo Chroi, I long to Csee
The Gboys of the Dold briGgade
And Gnow, my boy, I've Ctold you why
On GEaster morn' I Dsigh
For GI recall my Ccomrades all
And Gdark old Ddays gone Gby
I Dthink of men who fought in glGen
With rifle Cand greDnade
May Gheaven keep the Cmen who sleep
From the Granks of the Dold briGgade
Where Dare the lads that stood with Gme
When histoCry was Dmade?
A Ghra Mo Chroi, I long to Csee
The Gboys of the Dold briGgade
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