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Cassidy's Brewery - Young Ned of the Hill (The Pogues cover)

  / cassidysbrewery   http://www.cassidysbrewery.com ↓ LYRICS ↓ Have you ever walked the lonesome hills And heard the curlews cry Or seen the raven black as night Upon the windswept sky To walk the purple heather And to hear the westwind cry To know that's where the rapparee must die Well since Cromwell pushed us westward To live our lowly lives Some of us have deemed to fight From Tipperary mountains high Noble men with wills of iron Who are not afraid to die Or fight with Gaelic honour held on high A curse upon you Oliver Cromwell You who raped our motherland I hope you're rotting down in hell For the horrors that you sent To our misfortunate forefathers You've robbed of their birthright "To hell or Connaught" may you burn in hell tonight Of such a man I'd like to speak A rapparee by name and deed His family dispossessed and slaughtered Put a price upon his head His name is known in songs and stories His deeds are legends still And murdered for blood money Was the young Ned of the hill Tho' you have robbed our homes and fortunes Even drove us from our land You tried to break our spirit But you'll never understand The love of dear old Ireland That forged the iron will As long as there are gallant men Like young Ned of the hill A curse upon you Oliver Cromwell You raped our motherland I hope you're rotting down in hell For the horrors that you sent To our misfortunate forefathers You've robbed of their birthright "To hell or Connaught" may you burn in hell tonight A curse upon you Oliver Cromwell You raped our motherland I hope you're rotting down in hell For the horrors that you sent To our misfortunate forefathers You've robbed of their birthright "To hell or Connaught" may you burn in hell tonight