Angela Little the coming of the milesians belfast child warriors gather the storm

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When my love said to me
Meet me down by the gallow tree
For it's sad news I bring
About this old town and all that it's suffering
Some say troubles abound
Someday soon they're gonna pull the old town down
One day we'll return here
When the Belfast child sings again
Brothers, sisters, where are you now?
As I look for you through the crowd
All my life here I've spent
With my faith in God, the church and the government
Some say troubles abound
Some day soon they're gonna pull the old town down
One day we'll return here
When the Belfast child sings again
When the Belfast child sings again
Brothers, sisters, where are you now?
As I look for you through the crowd
All my life here I've spent
With my faith in God, the church and the government
Some say troubles abound
Oh Oh they're gonna pull the old town down
One day we'll return here
When the Belfast child sings again

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