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Sad are the homes round Garryowen
Since they lost their joy and pride
And the banshee cry links every vale
Along the Shannonside
That city of the ancient walls
Unbroken treaty stone
Undying fame surrounds your name
Sean South from Garryowen
'Twas on a dreary New Year's Eve
As the shades of night came down
A lorry load of volunteers
Approached the border town
There were men from Dublin and from Cork
Fermanagh and Tyrone
And their leader was a Limerick man
Sean South from Garryowen
As they moved along the street
Up to the barracks door
They scorned the danger they might face
Their fate that lay in store
They were fighting for old Ireland
To claim their very own
And the foremost of that gallant band
Was South from Garryowen
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