[ti:Valley of Knockanure]
[ar:Ray McAreavey/Johnny Beggan]
[al:The Men Behind the Wire]
[by:]
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[00:00.00]Valley of Knockanure - Declan Hunt/Ray McAreavey/Johnny Beggan
[00:00.38]You may sing or speak about Easter Week
[00:04.65]On the heroes of ninety-eight
[00:08.94]Or the Fenian men who roamed the glen
[00:12.99]In victory or defeat
[00:16.99]Their names on history's page are told
[00:20.91]Their memory will endure
[00:24.46]Not a song was sung of our darling sons
[00:28.39]In the valley of Knockanure
[00:32.28]There was Walsh and Lyons and the Dalton boy
[00:36.26]They were young and in their prime
[00:40.21]They rambled to a lonely spot
[00:44.04]Where the Black and Tans did hide
[00:47.99]The Republic bold they did uphold
[00:51.70]Though outlawed on the moor
[00:55.45]And side by side
[00:57.22]They fought and died
[00:58.98]In the valley of Knockanure
[01:03.12]'Twas on a neighbouring hillside
[01:06.88]We listened with hushed dismay
[01:10.70]In every house
[01:12.57]In every town
[01:14.53]The mating knelt to pray
[01:18.19]They're closing in around them now
[01:21.96]With rifle fire so sure
[01:25.73]And Lyons is dead and Dalton's down
[01:29.31]In the valley of Knockanure
[01:33.27]But ere the guns can seal his fate
[01:36.91]Can vail and broken through
[01:40.62]With a prayer to God
[01:42.57]He spun the sod as against the hill he flew
[01:48.13]But the bullets they told his flesh in two
[01:51.89]He cried with voice so sure
[01:55.51]Revenge I'll get for my comrades' deaths
[01:58.93]In the valley of Knockanure
[02:02.76]Oh the summer sun is sinking
[02:06.05]Now behind the field and lea
[02:10.46]The pale pale moonlight is rising
[02:13.54]Far around beyond Tralee
[02:18.00]The dismal stars and clouds afar
[02:21.63]Are darkening over the moor
[02:25.09]And the banshee cried
[02:27.08]When I hear those died
[02:28.89]In the valley of Knockanure