"Anne Devlin" lyrics

"Anne Devlin"

Oh, come list' a while and I'll sing you a song
Of Anne Devlin of the hills
She's the flower that blooms forever in our land
But her dreams of peace and freedom died forever
From the day that Emmet failed to free our land
In the shadow of hills, there's no kindness from the vanquished
In the darkness of your jail, no friendly face of ours
Only torture, pain and suffering and broken dreams and sorrow
And a future life of poverty, shadows of your years

All across the hills, the stars are shining brightly
All across the hills, the flowers will bloom again
All across your land, your memory is forgotten
As a most ungrateful people forget the heroes of their past

Now we always should remember you
Anne Devlin of the hills
You fought bravely for the freedom of our land
Despite the torture of your jailer, Doctor Trevor
Or the cruel English soldier, Major Sirr's
In the shadow of your jail, they tried everything to break you
They prodded you with bayonets till you blood flowed to the ground
They tried hanging, fear and bribery but you did not betray him
To the cruel English jailers in the shadows of your hills

All across the hills, the stars are shining brightly
All across the hills, the flowers will bloom again
All across your land, your memory is forgotten
As a most ungrateful people forget the heroes of their past


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