Traditional & Folk Songs with Chords
O'Donnell Aboo
ODonnell Aboo - Lyrics & Chords
M. J. McCann
| C |
| Proudly the note of the trumpet is sounding, |
| G7 |
C |
| Loudly the war cries |
arise on the gale, |
Fleetly the steed by Lough Swilly is bounding,
|
G7 |
C |
F |
C |
| To |
join the thick squadrons in |
Saimears |
green |
vale. |
|
F |
C |
F |
C |
| On every |
mountain |
eer |
strangers to |
flight and fear! |
| G7 |
C |
D7 |
G7 |
| Rush to the |
standards of |
dauntless Red |
Hugh! |
| C |
| Bonnaught and gallow glass throng |
from each mountain pass;
| G7 |
C |
F |
C |
| On for old Erin, "O' |
Donnell |
Ab |
oo!" |
Princely O'Neill to our aid is advancing
With many a chieftain and warrior clan,
A thousand proud steeds in his vanguard are prancing
'Neath the borderers brave from the banks of the Bann;
Many a heart shall quail, under its coal of mail;
Deeply the merciless foreman shall rue,
When on his ear shall ring, borne on the breezes' wing,
Tir Connell's dread war-cry, "O'Donnell Aboo!"
Wildly o'er Desmond the war-wolf is howling,
Fearless the eagle sweeps over the plain,
The fox in the streets of the city is prowling;
All, all who would scare them are banished or slain.
Grasp every stalwart hand hackbut and battle brand,
Pay them all back the debt so long due;
Norris and Clifford well can of Tir Connell tell;
Onward to glory, "O'Donnell Aboo!"
Sacred the cause of Clan Connaill's defending,
The altars we kneel at, the homes of our sires;
Ruthless the ruin the foe is extending,
Midnight is red with the plunderers' fires.
On with O'Donnell, then, fight the old fight again,
Sons of Tir Connell, all valiant and true.
Make the false Saxon feel Erin's avenging steel!
Strike for your country, "O'Donnell Aboo!"
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