Blackbird of Sweet Avondale - Wolfe Tones. as requested by Rapparee87.
The Blackbird was Charles Stewart Parnell .
In the fair bay of Dublin, while carelessly strolling
I sat myself down near a clear crystal Stream
Reclined on the beach, as the wild waves were rolling
In sorrowful condoning, I heard a fair maid
Her hopes changed to mourning, that once were so glorious
I stood in amazement to hear her sad tail
Her heartstrings were torn in wild ascent so gloriuos
Saying, where is my Blackbird of sweet Avondale.
"In the fair counties Kerry, through Cork, and Tipperary,
The rights of Old Ireland, my Blackbird did sing
Ah, but woe to the hour, with dark lights in Derry
when he from my arms, to Dublin took way"
"Oh, Heaven, give ear to my consultation
And strengthen the bold sons of Old Granuaile
And promise that my country will soon be a nation
And bring back my Blackbird of sweet Avondale"
"Oh, where fin my country, awake from your slumbers
And bring back my Blackbird, so dear unto me
And let everyone know, by the strength of your numbers
That we, as a nation, would like to be free"