Derry's Deathless Story |
Behold the crimson banner float O'er yonder turret hoary; It tells of days of mighty note And Derry's deathless story When her brave sons undaunted stood Embattled to defend her, Indignant stemmed oppressions flood And sung out - "done Surrender!"
2. Old Derry's walls were firm and strong | 3. On came the foe, in bigot ire, And fierce the assault was given, By shot and shell, 'mid streams of fire, Her fated roof was riven; But baffled was the tyrant's wrath, And vain his hopes to bend her, For still, 'mid famine, fire and death, And sung out - "No Surrender!"
4. Again when treason madden'd round, |
5. Long may the crimson banner wave, A meteor streaming airy, Portentious of the free and brave, Who guard the walls of Derry; And Derry's sons alike defy Pope, traitor or pretender And peal to Heaven the 'Prentice cry Their patriot - "No Surrender!" |