1:02:02
Sir, the traditionaI singers
wouId Iike to sing...
1:02:05
The regimentaI singers.
1:02:07
That"s just what I was going to say,
sir.
1:02:09
The regimentaI singers wouId Iike
to sing a traditionaI song.
1:02:14
Very good, Quincannon.
1:02:16
Carry on.
1:02:21
DonneIIy, sing it, bIess you.
1:02:25
Was down by the glenside.
1:02:31
l met an old woman.
1:02:35
A-plucking young nettles.
1:02:39
She ne'er saw me coming.
1:02:43
l listened awhile...
1:02:49
to the song she was humming.
1:02:54
Glory-o, glory-o,
to the bold Fenian men.
1:03:04
These fifty long years...
1:03:08
since l saw the moon beaming...
1:03:13
On strong manly forms...
1:03:17
and on eyes with hope gleaming.
1:03:21
l see them again now.
1:03:27
ln all my daydreaming...
1:03:32
Glory-o, glory-o,
to the bold Fenian men.
1:03:42
l passed on my way.
1:03:46
Gold be praised that l met her.
1:03:50
Be my life long or short...
1:03:54
l shall never forget her.
1:03:58
We'll maybe have great men.