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Oh See the host of fleet foot men
who sped with faces wan
From farmstedt and from fishers
cot along the banks of Bann
They come with vengence in their eyes
too late too late are they
For young Roddy McCorly goes to die
on the bridge of T oome today
When the last stepped up the stret
his shining pike in hand
Behind him marched in grim
array a stalwart earnest band
For Antrim town for Antrim town
he led them to the fray
And young Roddy McCorly goes to die
on the bridge of Toome today
Up the narrows streets he steps
smiling proud and young
About the hemp rope on his neck
the golden ringlets clung
There was never a tear in his blue
eyes both sad and bright are they
For young Roddy McCorly goes to die
on the bridge of Toome today