Cuchulainn's Son.
Quote from renie on October 14, 2009, 11:10 pmLooking for the lyrics to this song. What I can remember of the chorus is "and Blackstairs men still speak your name..........." Would be very gratefull for any help,thanks very much.
Looking for the lyrics to this song. What I can remember of the chorus is "and Blackstairs men still speak your name..........." Would be very gratefull for any help,thanks very much.
Quote from admin on October 20, 2009, 11:09 pmHi,
Maybe it's this you're looking for.
Cheers!
Pete
Cuchulainn's Son
The challenge of an ancient game
Brought glory, glory to your name
Though March winds blew the crowds still came
To watch you gentle hero
In life's long march you made us proud
And many a voice from out the crowd
Called out your name aloud, aloud
An echo still resoundingCHORUS
And Blackstairs men who saw you then
Still speak of you in awe
On Carman's green where you had been
They tell of what they saw
We watched you on September fields
And lightning was the drive
You were the one Cuchulainn's son in 1955The hand that held the stick of ash
And the man who led with style and dash
Oh! Carrigtwohill once felt the crash
And Bennettsbridge and Thurles
And when in later life, you met
The devil on that lonely street
You showed us how to take defeat
With dignity and courageCHORUS
The last parade was sad and slow
The last oration spoken low
And as, on green fields long ago
The Diamond stood beside you
Old friends they flanked you side by side
And the tears they shed were tears of pride
An ash tree toppled when you died
And scattered seeds at randomCHORUS
Hi,
Maybe it's this you're looking for.
Cheers!
Pete
Cuchulainn's Son
The challenge of an ancient game
Brought glory, glory to your name
Though March winds blew the crowds still came
To watch you gentle hero
In life's long march you made us proud
And many a voice from out the crowd
Called out your name aloud, aloud
An echo still resounding
CHORUS
And Blackstairs men who saw you then
Still speak of you in awe
On Carman's green where you had been
They tell of what they saw
We watched you on September fields
And lightning was the drive
You were the one Cuchulainn's son in 1955
The hand that held the stick of ash
And the man who led with style and dash
Oh! Carrigtwohill once felt the crash
And Bennettsbridge and Thurles
And when in later life, you met
The devil on that lonely street
You showed us how to take defeat
With dignity and courage
CHORUS
The last parade was sad and slow
The last oration spoken low
And as, on green fields long ago
The Diamond stood beside you
Old friends they flanked you side by side
And the tears they shed were tears of pride
An ash tree toppled when you died
And scattered seeds at random
CHORUS