Fire in the Glen

I am a wand'ring minstrel man, And Love my only theme, I've stray'd beside the pleasant Bann, And eke the Shannon's stream; I've pip'd and play'd to wife and maid By Barrow, Suir, and Nore, But never met a maiden yet Like Brighidin Ban Mo Store. My g

I was forced to wander because that I was poor And to leave the hills of Caledonia seemed more than I could endure And when that I was travellin oh what thought came to my mind That I had never seen her beauty til she was far behind Ferry me over, fe

Will ye go tae Flanders, Young Jimmy-o? Oh will ye go tae Flanders, Young Jimmy-o? There you'll get wine and brandy And medals find and dandy, O will ye go to Flanders, Young Jimmy-o? Oh dinnae go tae Flanders, Young Jimmy-o! Dinnae go tae Flanders,

It being a fine morning, this young man he chose That he'd make occasion to wear his fine clothes And it's down to the glen where the bonnie lassie goes To give her a token of his love, we suppose "Mary, oh Mary, if I could be your man Between you an

The old days have gone that had use for a man Who supported his lairdship, protecting his land Who in times of unrest, he would have dies for his lord Now the soldiers of England have taken his broad sword And there's fire in the glen, fire in the gl

I mourn for the Highlands, now drear and forsaken The lands of my fathers the gallant and brave To make room for the sportsmen, their lands were all taken And they had to seek out new homes far away Oh shame on the tyrants who brought desolation Who