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Barry's Column lyrics and chords

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Barry's Column lyrics and chords, Irish Folk Song- author unknown.
They said I was ruthless, daring, savage, blood thirsty, even heartless. The clergy called me and my comrades murderers but the British were met with their own weapons. They had gone in the mire to destroy us and our nation and down after them we had to go'' A quote from Tom Barry, who was one of Ireland's bravest rebels. the video is of Wolfehound
 

From [G] East to West, from [C] North to South,
They [G] tried to hunt the [D] column out
But the [G] Tans were forced to [C] go without
The [G] boys of [D] Barry's [G] Column
 
In armoured cars they came to stay,
And wipe the Irish cowards away
But oh, the lovely holiday
Was stopped by Barry's Column
 
Oh but isn't great to see
The Tommies and the R.I.C
The Black And Tans and the Staters flee
Away from Barry's Column
 
By, George might have some wiley tricks
And have the volunteers to fix
Yet all his Black And Tans go sick
When they think of Barry's Column
 
His ships all come in red and black,
No tanks or war equipment lack
Yet o'er the sea, they'll ne'er get back
If caught by Barry's Column
 
Along the lonely road they wind
Armed in front, and armed behind
"We're sorry, but that bridge is mine"
Said the lads of Barry's Column
 
They stopped to rest just for a spell
Some hand-grenades upon them fell
"Here sort them out among yourselves"
Said the lads from Barry's Column
 
Oh but isn't it great to see,
The Staters and the R.I.C
The Tommies and the Tans all flee
Away from Barry's Column
 

Tom Barry I.R.A. Volunteer

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An anti-Treaty IRA motorised column in Tipperary

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