Sean South-Declan Hunt/Ray McAreavey/Johnny Beggan

[ti:Sean South] [ar:Ray McAreavey/Johnny Beggan] [al:The Men Behind the Wire] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Sean South - Declan Hunt/Ray McAreavey/Johnny Beggan [00:01.44]May God reward those gallant men [00:07.68]May heaven be their home [00:12.19] [00:12.77]'Twas in Brookeborough town [00:15.38]Where they got shot down [00:17.87]In a cabin they lay cold [00:22.16] [00:22.84]Well they never feared the RUC [00:27.94]Nor B men on patrol [00:31.93] [00:32.50]O'Hanlon from the border [00:37.05]Sean South from Garryowen [00:41.68]It was on a dreary New Years day [00:46.26]As the shades of night came down [00:50.23] [00:50.91]A lorry load of Volunteers [00:55.60]Approached the border town [00:59.09] [00:59.71]There were men from Dublin [01:01.87] [01:02.43]And from Cork Fermanagh and Tyrone [01:08.44]But the leader was Limerick man [01:12.75]Sean South from Garryowen [01:16.64] [01:17.20]And as they marched up along the street [01:21.70]Up to the barracks door [01:25.85]They scorned the danger they would meet [01:30.39]The fate that lay in store [01:34.41]They were fighting for old Ireland's cause [01:38.90]To claim our very own [01:42.96]And the foremost of that gallant band [01:47.44]Was South from Garryowen [01:51.38]But the seargant spied their daring plan [01:55.78]He spied them through the door [01:59.88]And the Sten guns and the rifles [02:04.29]A hail of death did pour [02:08.22]And when that awful night was passed [02:12.57]Two men were cold as stone [02:16.49]There was one from near the border [02:20.86]And one from Garryowen [02:24.90]No more he will hear the seagull's cry [02:28.90]Over the Shannon's murmurring tide [02:33.17]For he fell beneath a Northern sky [02:37.62]Brave Hanlon by his side [02:41.55]He has gone to join that gallant band [02:45.95]Of Plunkett Pearse and Tone [02:49.21] [02:49.77]A martyr for old Ireland [02:53.89]Sean South from Garryowen