The Boy from Tamlaghtduff by Christy Moore As I walked through the Glenshane Pass I heard a young girl mourn 'The boy form Tamlaghtduff 'she cried 'is two years dead and gone' How my heart is torn apart this young man to lose Oh I'll never see the likes again of my young Francis Hughes For many years his exploits were a thorn in Englands side The hills and glens became his home there he used to hide Once when they surrounded him he quietly slipped away Like a fox he went to ground and kept the dogs at bay Moving round the countryside he often made the news But they could never lay their hands on my brave Francis Hughes Finally they wounded him and captured him at last From the countryside he loved they took him to Belfast Oh from Musgrave Park to the Crumlin Road and then to an H-Block cell He went straight on the blanket then on hungerstrike as well His will to win they could never break no matter what they tried He fought them every day he lived and he fought them as he died As I walked through the Glenshane Pass I heard a young girl mourn 'The boy form Tamlaghtduff 'she cried 'is two years dead and gone' How my heart is torn apart this young man to lose Oh I'll never see the likes again of my young Francis Hughes
10 true patriots turning in the grave shame on Sinn Fein and the rest of the turncoats
The Boy from Tamlaghtduff
by Christy Moore
As I walked through the Glenshane Pass I heard a young girl mourn
'The boy form Tamlaghtduff 'she cried 'is two years dead and gone'
How my heart is torn apart this young man to lose
Oh I'll never see the likes again of my young Francis Hughes
For many years his exploits were a thorn in Englands side
The hills and glens became his home there he used to hide
Once when they surrounded him he quietly slipped away
Like a fox he went to ground and kept the dogs at bay
Moving round the countryside he often made the news
But they could never lay their hands on my brave Francis Hughes
Finally they wounded him and captured him at last
From the countryside he loved they took him to Belfast
Oh from Musgrave Park to the Crumlin Road and then to an H-Block cell
He went straight on the blanket then on hungerstrike as well
His will to win they could never break no matter what they tried
He fought them every day he lived and he fought them as he died
As I walked through the Glenshane Pass I heard a young girl mourn
'The boy form Tamlaghtduff 'she cried 'is two years dead and gone'
How my heart is torn apart this young man to lose
Oh I'll never see the likes again of my young Francis Hughes
looks like Christy has added some more words in this version
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inertia27 it's not him ffs it's close enough now fuck of
@@patrickkelly208 who the fuck are you? Fuck off yerself you fucking mong
Splendid version
God rest our brave dead. God forgive the modern day traitors
Fuair Francis bás ar son saoirse na hÉireann 40 bliain ó shin inniu.
Francis did not give his life for brit stormont or freestate leinster house.