courage Mas pfres ont laisse tout pour la liberte Il y avait pas un roi qui pouvait les enchainer They left their land behind to make a great journey
The seeds of this war were sewn in our father's time And every bomb will plant some more fear and hate Let's break this chain of history before it gets
born two fine sons For it's seven long years since you sailed to the west And I took you for dead and gone If I was to leave my husband dear And my two
Me and Dirk took a little trip Across the sea on a big air ship Riley Baugus came along Helped us play our banjo songs Prettiest place that I've ever
had only known I'd have wished that I'd died back at Vicksburg For my brother and me, we had barely escaped From the hell that was Ireland in forty eight Two
tide flows into Miltown, this time every year I sit next to two I've known since I first came of age Each Tuesday night in Pigtown we'd play from O'Niell
Chorus: Let's go down to the holy well Down among the heather Hear the water make a gentle sound We'll heal our souls together Where the water flows
Where is my sailor boy, where is my sailor boy He sleeps at the bottom of the deep blue sea And he can't come back to me I stand on the beach alone
leur courage Mas pfres ont laisse tout pour la liberte Il y avait pas un roi qui pouvait les enchainer They left their land behind to make a great journey
From where you sit you cannot see it No one watches anyway No one stops to listen for it Covered by the sounds of day But we each play our own part
译文: 蒂姆OBrien. 两个旅（德塞夫勒远航）.
