The Boys Of The Old Brigade

     G              C
Oh, father why are you so sad
     G                 D
On this bright Easter morn'
     G               C
When Irish men are proud and glad
        G          D        G
Of the land that they were born?
     D                      G
Oh, son, I see in mem'ries few
            C       D
Of far off distant days
      G            C
When being just a lad like you
   G         D  G
I joined the Ira

      D                            G
Where are the lads that stood with me
          C      D
When history was made?
                           C
A Ghra Mo Chroi, I long to see
    G           D      G
The boys of the old brigade

     G                 C
From hills and farms a call to arms
    G                D
Was heard by one and all
    G                  C
And from the glen came brave young men
   G      D         G
To answer Ireland's call
          D                   G
'T wasn't long ago we faced a foe
           C        D
The old brigade and me
    G               C
And by my side they fought and died
     G       D        G
That Ireland might be free

      D                            G
Where are the lads that stood with me
          C      D
When history was made?
                           C
A Ghra Mo Chroi, I long to see
    G           D      G
The boys of the old brigade

    G                 C
And now, my boy, I've told you why
   G              D
On Easter morn' I sigh
    G           C
For I recall my comrades all
    G        D         G
And dark old days gone by
  D                            G
I think of men who fought in glen
           C      D
With rifle and grenade
    G               C
May heaven keep the men who sleep
         G            D      G
From the ranks of the old brigade

      D                            G
Where are the lads that stood with me
          C      D
When history was made?
                           C
A Ghra Mo Chroi, I long to see
    G           D      G
The boys of the old brigade