Rebel Songbook T-V
Thy Wounded Old Ireland
Take It Down From The Mast
Take Me Home To Mayo
Teach Us How To Die
Teddy Bear's Head,The
Ten Brave Men,The
Tenth Hunger Striker,The
Terrorist Or Dreamer?
The Time Has Come
Thirty-Two Counties,The
Three Flowers
Thy Wounded Old Ireland
Tim McGuire
Time To Go
Tiocfaidh Ár Lá
Tom Williams
Tone Is Coming Back Again
Tone's Grave
Town I Loved So Well,The
Tri-Coloured Ribbon
Twenty Men From Dublin Town
Two Brendans,The
Unfinished Revolution
Upton Ambush
Valley Of Knockanure,The
Vinegar Hill

They Wounded Old Ireland

Come gather 'round you freeborn men
And draw your chairs to mine.
And I'll tell you of my country,
That you might understand.
And of the English armies,
That marched in for to stay.
Oh that night they wounded Old Ireland,
And she's bleeding to this day.

Their dogs of war were loosed to run
And hunt the rebels down
They hoped to rule this land by fear
And hold it for the Crown
But a mighty thought was born in Men
When they killed James Connolly
Oh that night they wounded Old Ireland
And she's bleeding to this day.

The Border lies like an open wound
That only love can heal
For bitterness and cruelty
They will never close the weal
The mean of vision built a dream
Which the blind men stole away
Ah that night they wounded old Ireland
And she's bleeding to this day.

My heart it holds a vision clear
That thousands more can see
Of Ireland free from hatred
And death and bigotry
Where Irishman to Irishman
Can in friends clasp a hand
If we banish fright from the Ulster night
Then we'll free Old Ireland.