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Paul McCormack - A Young Man Named Frank Conroy

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Published on Nov 21, 2016

A young man named Frank Conroy - Written by Paul McCormack.

He was born in Kilcullen town, where a hill goes up and a hill goes down,
and his eyes were blue and his hair was brown, a young man named Frank Conroy,
It was nineteen thirty six in Spain, he went to fight in freedoms name,
And he never did come home again, a young man named Frank Conroy.

Now I don’t know was he afraid, but he joined the International Brigade,
and he went to the people's aid, a young man named Frank Conroy,
Three days after Christmas day on a hillside far far away,
out-numbered and out-gunned they say, was a young man named Frank Conroy,

CHORUS
Men and woman heard the call and went to fight for good and all,
and in the ranks there standing tall, a young man named Frank Conroy.

Shells rained down on that hill, men would die blood would spill Conroy fought,
he’s fighting still, a hero named Frank Conroy,
But Conroy’s machine-gun jammed Christ he cried Christ were dammed,
he died that day in a foreign land, a young man named Frank Conroy.

Two bullets struck him so they said a shrapnel wound to his head,
on the hillside there lying dead, a young man named Frank Conroy,
No mothers tears fell on his grave but his name is carved among the brave,
his life for freedoms call he gave, a young man named Frank Conroy.

In a lonely grave across the sea Frank Conroy sleeps there peacefully,
for he died for true democracy, a young man named Frank Conroy,
In Kilcullen town the wind was still as news crept up and down the hill,
that Frank died in Spain and it was Gods will, a young man named Frank Conroy.




Filmed by Stephen Connelly

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