[00:10.34]In the year of one thousand seven hundred and ninety eight[00:17.50]A sorrowful tale the truth unto you I’ll relate[00:25.05]Thirty-six heroes to the world they were left to be seen 36[00:31.94]By a false information they were shot on Dunlavin Green.[00:39.57][00:41.37]Bad luck to you Saunders, for you did their lives betray.[00:47.25]You said a parade would be held on that very same day.[00:54.98]Drums they did rattle – our fifes they did sweetly play.[01:01.98]Surrounded we were and privately marched away.[01:11.88]Quite easy they led us like prisoners through the town[01:18.28]To be shot on the plain, we first were forced to kneel down.[01:25.47]Such grief and such sorrow were never before there seen[01:32.89]When the blood ran in streams down the dykes of Dunlavin Green.[01:40.54][01:43.18]There is young Matty Farrell who has plenty of cause to complain[01:50.94]Likewise the two Duffys who were shot down upon the plain[01:57.18]Young Andy Ryan, his mother distracted will run[02:04.70]For the loss of her darling, her only beloved son.[02:12.64][02:41.17]Some of our boys to the hills they are going away[02:49.35]Some of them are shot and more of them going to sea[02:56.61]Mickey Dwyer in the mountains to Saunders he owes a spleen[03:04.24]For the loss of his brothers who were shot on Dunlavin Green[03:11.03][03:13.30]Bad luck to you, Saunders, bad luck may you never shun![03:19.23]May the widow’s curse melt you like the snow in noonday sun[03:26.65]The cries of the orphans their murmurs you cannot screen[03:34.33]For the loss of their fathers who were shot on Dunlavin Green[03:42.19][03:45.77]In the year of one thousand seven hundred and ninety eight[03:51.78]A sorrowful tale the truth unto you I’ll relate[03:59.54]Thirty-six heroes to the world they were left to be seen 36[04:06.49]By a false information they were shot on Dunlavin Green