Jackets Green-Liam Donnelly

[ti:Jackets Green] [ar:Liam Donnelly] [al:Greatest Ever Irish Songs] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Jackets Green - Liam Donnelly [00:07.57]When I was a maiden fair and young [00:10.77] [00:11.30]On the pleasant banks of Lee [00:13.92] [00:15.08]No bird that in the greenwood sung [00:19.13]Was half so blithe and free [00:22.08] [00:22.59]My heart ne'er beat with flying feet [00:26.96]No love sang me his queen [00:29.87] [00:30.83]Till down the glen rode Sarsfield's men [00:34.25] [00:34.78]And they wore the jackets green [00:37.52] [00:38.70]Young Donal sat on his gallant grey [00:42.57]Like a king on a royal seat [00:45.53] [00:46.29]And my heart leaped out on his regal way [00:49.73] [00:50.24]To worship at his feet [00:52.98] [00:53.89]O Love had you come in those colours dressed [00:58.17]And wooed with a soldier's mein [01:00.87] [01:01.69]I'd have laid my head on your throbbing breast [01:05.14] [01:05.66]For the sake of your jacket green [01:08.32] [01:17.30]When William stormed with shot and shell [01:20.92]At the walls of Garryowen [01:23.29] [01:24.66]In the breach of death my Donal fell [01:28.50]And he sleeps near the Treaty Stone [01:31.31] [01:32.19]That breach the foeman never crossed [01:36.19]While he swung his broadsword keen; [01:38.95] [01:39.82]But I do not weep my darling lost [01:43.61]For he fell in his jacket green [01:46.55] [01:48.27]NMy soul has sobbed like waves of woe [01:51.51]That sad o'er tombstones break [01:54.19] [01:55.00]For I buried my heart in his grave below [01:58.90]For his and for Ireland's sake [02:01.72] [02:02.54]And I cry "Make way for the soldier's bride [02:05.91] [02:06.43]In your halls of death sad queen [02:09.19] [02:10.31]For I long to rest by my true love's side [02:13.94]And wrapped in the folds of green " [02:16.78] [02:17.93]I saw the Shannon's purple tide [02:21.53]Roll by the Irish town [02:24.49] [02:25.20]As I stood in the breach by Donal's side [02:28.97]When England's flag went down [02:31.72] [02:32.70]And now it lowers when I seek the skies [02:36.46]Like a blood red curse between [02:39.30] [02:40.33]I weep but 'tis not women's sighs [02:44.06]Will raise our Irish green [02:46.92] [02:55.53]Oh Ireland said is thy lonely soul [02:59.18]And loud beats the winter sea [03:01.62] [03:02.99]But sadder and higher the wild waves roll [03:06.56]O'er the hearts that break for thee [03:09.12] [03:10.15]Yet grief shall come to our heartless foes [03:13.90]And their thrones in the dust be seen [03:16.94] [03:17.87]So Irish Maids love none but those [03:21.38]Who wear the jackets green