[ti:Roddy McCorley]
[ar:The Dubliners]
[al:At Their Best]
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[00:00.00]Roddy McCorley - The Dubliners
[00:34.55]See the host of fleet foot men
[00:38.65]Who sped with faces wan
[00:42.90]From farmstedt and from fishers cot
[00:47.09]Along the banks of Bann
[00:51.20]They come with vengeance in their eyes
[00:55.42]Too late too late are they
[00:59.34]For young Roddy McCorley goes to die
[01:03.75]On the bridge of Toome today
[01:07.86]Up the narrow streets he steps
[01:12.02]Smiling proud and young
[01:16.06]About the h**p rope on his neck
[01:20.13]The golden ringlets clung
[01:24.00]There was never a tear in his blue eyes
[01:28.35]Both sad and bright are they
[01:32.20]For young Roddy McCorley goes to die
[01:36.44]On the bridge of Toome today
[01:40.69]When the last stepped up the street
[01:44.44]His shining pike in hand
[01:48.45]Behind him marched in grim array
[01:52.39]A stalwart earnest band
[01:56.24]For Antrim town for Antrim town
[02:00.14]He led them to the fray
[02:03.83]And young Roddy McCorley goes to die
[02:08.03]On the bridge of Toome today
[02:11.60]There's never a one of all your dead
[02:15.71]More bravely died in fray
[02:19.68]Than he who marches to his fate
[02:23.25]On the bridge Toome today
[02:27.38]True to the last True to the last
[02:31.02]He treads the upwards way
[02:34.70]And young Roddy McCorley goes to die
[02:38.57]On the bridge of Toome today