[id:$00000000] [ar:] [ti:] [by:时间戳工具] [hash:026c3b4f4b32fa28032618b39589ae1c] [al:] [sign:] [qq:] [total:0] [offset:0] [00:11.30]In the year of one thousand seven hundred and ninety eight [00:18.65]A sorrowful tale the truth unto you I'll relate [00:26.58]Thirty-six heroes to the world they were left to be seen 36 [00:33.25]By a false information they were shot on Dunlavin Green [00:41.41]Bad luck to you Saunders for you did their lives betray [00:48.50]You said a parade would be held on that very same day [00:55.40]Drums they did rattle our fifes they did sweetly play [01:03.53]Surrounded we were and privately Marched away [01:11.79]Quite easy they led us like prisoners through the town [01:18.77]To be shot on the plain we first were forced to kneel down [01:25.86]Such grief and such sorrow were never before there seen [01:34.09]When the blood ran in streams down the dykes of Dunlavin Green [01:44.13]There is young Matty Farrell who has plenty of cause to complain [01:51.16]Likewise the two Duffys who were shot down upon the plain [01:58.07]Young Andy Ryan his mother distracted will run [02:06.03]For the loss of her darling her only beloved son [02:42.36]Some of our boys to the hills they are going away [02:49.58]Some of them are shot and more of them going to sea [02:55.85]Mickey Dwyer in the mountains to Saunders he owes a spleen [03:04.84]For the loss of his brothers who were shot on Dunlavin Green [03:13.31]Bad luck to you Saunders bad luck may you never shun [03:20.21]May the widow's curse melt you like the snow in noonday sun [03:25.17]The cries of the orphans their murmurs you cannot screen [03:35.58]For the loss of their fathers who were shot on Dunlavin Green [03:45.68]In the year of one thousand seven hundred and ninety eight [03:52.73]A sorrowful tale the truth unto you I'll relate [03:59.91]Thirty-six heroes to the world they were left to be seen 36 [04:08.29]By a false information they were shot on Dunlavin Green