Brian the King (Brian Leo) Crouched high in round towers, against the return of foriegn murauders who pillage and burn the monks of St. Kevin prays each in his turn "When will God send us a Champion King?" Around them is piled their treasures and gold The manuscripts thick with the riches they hold The monks raise a prayer that is deperate and bold "When will God send us a Champion king?" Rally to me then Connamarra,follow the one High King of Tara. Fearlessly fight and boldly sing Onward for Erin and Brian the King! Warriors of Ulster, Munster, Leinster Cleanse her of those who'd war against her Brian Boru shall victory bring Onward for Erin and Brian the King! In dagger thin boats that slice down the Ban The Shannon, the Liethy, each stream in the land The Norse kill and plunder Afraid of no man Who will lead Erin as Champion King? For Erin is splintered by mountain and sea Each fragment a kingdom but no kingdom free 'Til Brian of Munster becomes the Ard-righ and Erin unite for her Champion King! Rally to me then Connamarra,follow the one High King of Tara. Fearlessly fight and boldly sing Onward for Erin and Brian the King! Warriors of Ulster, Munster, Lenster Cleanse her of those who'd war against her Brian Boru shall victory bring Onward for Erin and Brian the King! While Brian has slept, the years run their course The sword of the British replaces the Norse One more are we slave to a cruel foriegn force Who will lead Erin as Champion King? Our shackles to sunder, our lands to defend To dare to make Ireland all Irish again What less can we do, and still call ourselves men? Children of freedom and Brian the King? Rally to me, then Connamarra Send forth the Call on Holy Tara Like Brian Boru, great victories win Onward for Erin and Brian the King! Warriors of Ulster, Munster, Lenster Cleanse her of those still armed against her. Like Brian Boru, great victories win Onward for Erin and Brian the King! copyright: Brain Leo MM oct99
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