bring them home

• bir irlanda halk şarkısı. "irish men will set them free" adıyla da bilinir.
  
  in the jail that held mcswinney in that prison where he died
  there lie two daughters of old ireland and they fill my heart with pride
  for i know england wishes that we'd let them die alone
  but the voice of dear old ireland cries for us to bring them home
  
  chorus
  here it ring on the air, it's the voice of my country so fair
  can't you feel? can't you see? irishmen will set them free
  
  'twas for loving dear old ireland brought them to their prison hell
  but the ghost of pearse and connolly fill there lonely prison cell
  clarke and plunkett stand beside them mcdonnagh, mcdermott and wolfe tone
  but the voice of dear old ireland cries for us to bring them home
  
  so i pray young men of ireland don't betray our daughters true
  proudly stand behind our heroes blessed they died for you and me
  though the tyrant would deny us we can break their hearts of stone
  and all the voices will be singing when we bring our daughters home
  
  (bkz: padraic pearse)
  (bkz: james connolly)
  (bkz: wolf tone)