Shane O'Neill-Tara

[ti:Shane O'Neill] [ar:Tara] [al:Traditional Folk Ballads From Ireland] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.73]Shane O'Neill - Tara [00:06.68]Old Tyrone's hills were summer green [00:11.08]Unconquered still by Tudor queen [00:15.94]MacDonnell bad brave Shane to come [00:20.46]And greeted him with pipe and drum [00:27.00]Laughter in the banquet hall [00:31.40]The minstrels sang the braves of old [00:36.30]The wine cup circled 'round the room [00:40.80]As Shane O'Neill he neared his doom [00:47.00]Shane Shane Shane O'Neill [00:53.04]Strong as oak [00:55.35]True as steel [00:57.80]No queen of all could make you kneel [01:02.49]Ulster's prince was Shane O'Neill [01:10.97]Darkness came along the glen [01:15.21]The shadows hid MacDonnell's men [01:20.13]With drawn swords they stood around [01:24.74]And stabbed O'Neill onto the ground [01:31.16]Summer comes along glen dump [01:35.49]The sea is bright with morning sun [01:40.29]And on a hill are cairn guns bare [01:45.01]And Shane O'Neill lies ever there [01:51.32]Shane Shane Shane O'Neill [01:57.08]Strong as oak [01:59.35]True as steel [02:02.07]No queen of all could make you kneel [02:06.67]Ulster's prince was Shane O'Neill [02:11.32]Shane Shane Shane O'Neill [02:17.06]Strong as oak [02:19.62]True as steel [02:22.33]No queen of all could make you kneel [02:26.99]Ulster's prince was Shane O'Neill