{"id":1330,"date":"2008-03-17T12:00:00","date_gmt":"2008-03-17T11:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/beerbellyband.com\/burkes-dream"},"modified":"2008-03-17T12:00:00","modified_gmt":"2008-03-17T11:00:00","slug":"burkes-dream","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/beerbellyband.com\/en\/burkes-dream\/","title":{"rendered":"Burke’s Dream"},"content":{"rendered":"

Irish traditional song lyrics \u2014 collected by Beer Belly Band.<\/em><\/p>\n

Sadly but slowly one night in November
\nI laid down my weary head for to repose
\nOn my pillow of straw which I long shall remember
\nI been weary for sleep, I fell into a doze.<\/p>\n

I been tired from working hard down in the foreign prison yard
\nNight brought relief to my sad heart’s should free
\nI’ve been locked in my prison cell, surely an earthly hell
\nI then fell asleep and commenced for to dream<\/p>\n

I dreamed I was sitting on a green hill of Erin
\nWith no hesitating and victory won,
\nSurrounded by comrades, no enemies fearing,
\nBut then was the cry, “Every man to his gun”<\/p>\n

It’s on came the section then; dread not, ye Fenian men;
\nSoon they fell back from their pike’s volunteers
\nI dreamed that I saw our brave noble commander
\nWas mounted on steed and his guard did surrear<\/p>\n

He was brave-trimmed with gold and his bright shining chevrons want
\n‘Twas all dint with sunbeams of freedom that day
\nSlam bang, the cannons slew, lines they were all cut through
\nMen on both sides lay dying and dead<\/p>\n

The green flag went waving high that day beneath the battle sky
\nEveryone there did sing out gloriously
\nEvery man, boy was on oath bound to die that day or stand their ground
\nAnd all from our vengeance the proud Briton fled.<\/p>\n

Slam bang, the cannons slew, lines they were all cut through
\nMen on both sides lay dying and lay dead
\nJump out of your prison bearth, for Irishmen have done their work
\nGod he is with us and old Erin is free.<\/p>\n

I dreamed I was sleeping the night beams around me
\nWhilst pitching their lights upon that bloody plain
\nWhen friends that I once knew in soft sleep reposing
\nLay dead and in their gore. Shall I e’er see them again?<\/p>\n

With joy then I hastened back over the mountain track
\nMy mother she fainted and gave a loud scream
\nSurely when I awoke just as the daylight broke
\nAnd found I was in exile and all but a dream<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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