Song Lyrics
until a blight fell on the land and sheep and cattle died
God rest her soul, you said it was a pleasant place wherein a prince might dwell Wolfe, and that s another reason that i left old skibbereen
The reason to me tell, i loved our native land with energy and pride
In lovely skibbereen, it s well i do remember the year of forty-eight
And that s another reason that i left old skibbereen, it s well i do remember on a bleak november s day
The rents and taxes were to pay, i ll be tbe man to lead the van
But went her way from life to death s long dream, it s well i do remember the year of forty-eight Tones, god rest her soul
I was hunted through the mountains as a traitor to the queen, you said it was a pleasant place wherein a prince might dwell
she fainted in her anguish of the desolation round
Lay on the snowy ground, the landlord and his agent came to drive us all away
I ofttimes heard you talk of erin s isle, and that s another reason that i left old skibbereen Skibereen, it s well i do remember the year of forty-eight
oh father dear
and that s another reason why i left old skibbereen
i ll be tbe man to lead the van
you said it was a pleasant place wherein a prince might dwell
i ofttimes heard you talk of erin s isle
When we arose with erin s boys to fight against our fate, i could not them redeem Tones, i ofttimes heard you talk of erin s isle
The reason to me tell, and found a quiet grave Skibereen, she fainted in her anguish of the desolation round
It s well i do remember the year of forty-eight, and found a quiet grave
her lofty scene
the rents and taxes were to pay
god rest her soul
Oh father dear, and found a quiet grave
Her valleys green, her valleys green Tones, the landlord and his agent came to drive us all away
Oh father dear, and we ll arise with erin s boys and rally one and all
he set my house on fire with his demon yellow spleen
the landlord and his agent came to drive us all away
revenge for skibbereen
i was hunted through the mountains as a traitor to the queen
The rents and taxes were to pay, her mountains rude and wild
god rest her soul
the reason to me tell
Her lofty scene, until a blight fell on the land and sheep and cattle died
And we ll arise with erin s boys and rally one and all, lay on the snowy ground