It's amazing how many Irish Freedom ballads Paddy McGuigan wrote. "who wrote this one? Oh who else, McGuigan". This particular one is a hard track to find. I've always felt it was in reference to Dinny Lacy. Republicans in civil war in general, but Lacy in particular. Haunting ballad... TAL
The original and the best! I love this song. When I first went to Ireland in 2002, we were travelling from Tralee to Limerick and I decided to turn off to Tipperary Town to find the 'Glen of Aherlow' because of this song. We finally found it( what a view from the Christ the King statue) but we arrived at our final destination of Oranmore, Galway quite late..
BRILLIANT TRIBUTE TO DENIS LACEY AND ALL THOSE YOUNG REPUBLICANS LIKE MY UNCLE THOMAS LENNON AGE 19 WHO GAVE THERE LIVES IN IRELANDS FIGHT FOR FREEDOM..
Had the pleasure of meeting Paddy and the Barleycorn in Dublin in 1974. I lived at the time in Ranelagh and the boys played the Chariot Inn then. Great times.
On a mountain wild and airy stood a brave young volunteer By his side his darling Mary fondly tied his bandolier On his shoulder she lay crying: “Oh, my love, please do not go For I know that men are dying in the Glen of Aherlow.” “I must go the way I’m hounded from the home and friends I know For my comrades are surrounded in the Glen of Aherlow” As he walked away to glory, to return she knew not when, Sounds like thunder told the story of the fighting in the glen And the sound of rifles firing filled her sweet young heart with fear Mary breathed a prayer to heaven for her brave young volunteer “I must go the way I’m hounded from the home and friends I know For my comrades are surrounded in the Glen of Aherlow” On a mountain wild and airy in the land he loved the best, His young comrades and his Mary gently laid him down to rest There a lonely watch she’s keeping while her young heart cries its fill For although he lies a’sleeping, far away she hears him still: “I must go the way I’m hounded from the home and friends I know For my comrades are surrounded in the Glen of Aherlow”
Beautiful Ballad. Another reminder of Paddy's great legacy. RIP.
It's amazing how many Irish Freedom ballads Paddy McGuigan wrote. "who wrote this one? Oh who else, McGuigan". This particular one is a hard track to find. I've always felt it was in reference to Dinny Lacy. Republicans in civil war in general, but Lacy in particular. Haunting ballad... TAL
The original and the best! I love this song. When I first went to Ireland in 2002, we were travelling from Tralee to Limerick and I decided to turn off to Tipperary Town to find the 'Glen of Aherlow' because of this song. We finally found it( what a view from the Christ the King statue) but we arrived at our final destination of Oranmore, Galway quite late..
Great men and women.
A very brave man.
BRILLIANT TRIBUTE TO DENIS LACEY AND ALL THOSE YOUNG REPUBLICANS LIKE MY UNCLE THOMAS LENNON AGE 19 WHO GAVE THERE LIVES IN IRELANDS FIGHT FOR FREEDOM..
He is actually my great uncle no joke
Had the pleasure of meeting Paddy and the Barleycorn in Dublin in 1974. I lived at the time in Ranelagh and the boys played the Chariot Inn then. Great times.
I’m related to him through his sister. My grandad is the spitting image of him haha
You’re great uncle was a great man. You should be very proud.
Anyone have lyrics / chords on this?
Key of D easy enough to learn..
On a mountain wild and airy stood a brave young volunteer
By his side his darling Mary fondly tied his bandolier
On his shoulder she lay crying: “Oh, my love, please do not go
For I know that men are dying in the Glen of Aherlow.”
“I must go the way I’m hounded from the home and friends I know
For my comrades are surrounded in the Glen of Aherlow”
As he walked away to glory, to return she knew not when,
Sounds like thunder told the story of the fighting in the glen
And the sound of rifles firing filled her sweet young heart with fear
Mary breathed a prayer to heaven for her brave young volunteer
“I must go the way I’m hounded from the home and friends I know
For my comrades are surrounded in the Glen of Aherlow”
On a mountain wild and airy in the land he loved the best,
His young comrades and his Mary gently laid him down to rest
There a lonely watch she’s keeping while her young heart cries its fill
For although he lies a’sleeping, far away she hears him still:
“I must go the way I’m hounded from the home and friends I know
For my comrades are surrounded in the Glen of Aherlow”
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