The Golden Gate Quartet Sings 074

I hear those echoes call then Say well gone again skip to my Lou gone again skip to my Lou gone again skip to my Lou skip to my Lou my darling Howdy neighbors this is Tom Scott speaking for the Golden Gate Quartet We sing of America, of the Americans who blazed new frontiers, dredged for gold,

built railroads and conquered prairie mountain and sea. We sing of a heritage of freedom drawn from the golden treasury of American folk song. Gone again, skipped to, I'm gonna do. Gone again, skipped to, I'm gonna do.

Every nation has its brave men, its heroes who have given their lives for a principal. One of Ireland's famous sons was Kevin Barry. Kevin went to the gallows rather than inform on his fellow men.

He was a brave lad of eighteen, was Kevin Barry. Early on a Monday morning, high up on the gallows tree, Cev'n Barry gave his young life for the cause of liberty Only a lad of eighteen some-bird still there's no one can deny As he walked to death that morning nobody held his head of high

Less like Barry are no cowwers from their foes they do not fly All their bravery always has our last cause To live or die Kevin Barrett do not leave us On the scaffold you must die Cryed is broken hearted mother as she bathed her son Kevin turned to her in silence Saying mother do not weave

Or it's all for dear old Ireland and it's all for freedom Freedom say, shoot me like a soldier Do not hang me like a dog For I fought to free old Eilah On that still September moon All around the little big grid Where we fought them hand in hand Shoot me like a brave soldier