Pól Mac Adaim - Civil War in Spain

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[Verse 1] Who will call the meetings now? And who will take the chair? And who will call us out on strike To demand our equal share? Donny, dear old Donny In Belfast won't remain For he's gone to fight the fascists In the civil war in Spain [Verse 2] Hitler sent the bombers Mussolini sent big guns And while the Church sent curses On her daughters and her son's The people armed with sticks and stones Against the tanks that came But they drove back Franco's armies From the cities once again [Verse 3] They came from many countries To fight and save Madrid And no one knows just how they held But the whole world knows that they did They fought to make us equal To win back the rich man's gains But they died in muddy trenches In the Civil War in Spain [Verse 4] You fought well at [Torama?] In [?] as well And the plains of old [?] Sure they blew ya all to Hell You crossed the [?] river Your blood the banks did stain Ireland lost her fighting men At the Civl War in Spain [Instrumental Break] [Verse 5] The fascist bullets won't permit Our Danny to return This fateful loss, wee Belfast fog Will never cease to mourn For her fought for the Connolly Column In the brave 15th Brigade Danny died for freedom In the Civil War in Spain [Verse 6] They fought to make us equal To win back the rich man's gains But they died in muddy trenches In the Civil War in Spain
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