Am  Dm  Em  (2x)

[Verse 1]
       Am          G          Am         Em
It was down by the Glenside I met an old woman
  Am             G            Dm           Em
A-plucking young nettles, she ne'er saw me coming
  Am        Dm                        G
I listened awhile to the song she was humming
      Am       Em        F           Am   Dm  Em  F
Glory O, glory O, to the bold Fenian men


[Verse 2]
     Am         G             Am           Em
'Tis fifty long years since I saw the moon beaming
   Am           G               Dm             Em
On strong manly forms, gazed on eyes with hope gleaming
        Am        Dm                      G
Sure, I see them again, through all my daydreaming
      Am       Em        F           Am
Glory O, glory O, to the bold Fenian men


[Instrumental]
Am  G  Am  Em    Am  G  Dm  Em
Am  Dm    G    Am  Em  F  Am


[Verse 3]
                 G              Am             Em
Some died on the hillside, some died midst the stranger
    Am            G                  Dm          Em
And wise men have told us that their cause was a failure
         Am             Dm                            G
But they loved dear old Ireland and they never feared danger
      Am       Em        F           Am
Glory O, glory O, to the bold Fenian men


[Verse 4]
                   G           Am             Em
Oh, I passed on my way, god be praised that I met her
       Am           G             Dm       Em
For be life long or short, I will never forget her
       Am             Dm                        G
For we may have brave men, but we'll never have better
      Am       Em        F           Am   Dm  Em  F
Glory O, glory O, to the bold Fenian men


[Outro]
Am  G  Am  Em    Am  G  Dm  Em
Am  Dm    G    Am  Em  F  Am