Gay Galtee Mountain - The Wolfe Tones

On the gay Galtee Mountains one morning in May

I’ll tell you a story that happened one day

It’s about a fair maiden her age was sixteen

And she sported the colours white, orange and green.

A young British soldier was passing that day

And he spied a fair maiden with colours so gay

He rode alongside her and jumped from his machine

And he tried for to capture the flag of Sinn Féin.

You’ll not get these colours the fair maiden said

You’ll not get these colours until I am dead

I’ll fight by the glenside, it remains to be seen

And I’ll die for my colours white, orange and green.

It was early next morning in Tipperary town

From the gay Galtee Mountains this young maid came down

She was sick in her heart it was plain to be seen

For they murdered Tom Ashe for the flag of Sinn Féin.