Irish Song Lyrics 
from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
De Valera 
I remember the day De Valera he died My father he just broke down and he cried He wept like a baby for Dev was his pride But I shed no tears it held me no fear For a man of our time 
Now dev was a hero at Easter '16 He held Boland's mill for the orange and green He was sentenced to die with Pearse and McBride But his birth far away let him fight another day Lucky man of our times 
Chorus He was loved he was hated he was cherished despised There were rivers of tears when the chieftain he died But love him or hate him I cannot decide What to make of old Dev this man of our times 
When I was in school Christian brothers were cruel To live off the land to be scarce was the rule And we fled in our droves to the emigrant boats We weren't free yet and we questioned respect For a man of our time 
My parents were poor and the cupboard was bare You can't feed a child on a dream or a prayer But the boys in Dail Eirean got rich as we pined They were led by the chief and we had no relief from a man of our times 
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Now Spain had it's Franco and France it's De Gaulle We had our Dev and god rest his soul But history will judge on the man form Bruree De Valera's lost dream a nation unfree It's the shame of our time 
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