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letra de july 2nd 1863 by tom reynolds - richard mitchley

landing on shores of this foreign land
given blue suits and rifles in hand
sons of erin need not apply
but still we march green with pride
a field of wheat, a land of dreams
leaning forward, an irishman bleeds
the sword and the sun high in the air
the order of “charge!”, the boys move without care
rage in our hearts and fire in the eyes
the first ones fall, an irishman dies
as lazarus rising, we climb from the rubble
shamrocks adorned, we charge on the double
our bare mitts ring with a mighty song
our faith in christ firm all along
the keepers of men pushed back by our bravе
freedom for some, for us the grave
twеnty five hundred in number when the sergeant came
the brothers of erin three hundred remain
that field of dreams taken by blade
by us brave irish lads of the irish brigade

- richard mitchley

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