Connor Rose

Connor Rose, Connor Rose, riding through the glen,
Connor Rose, Connor Rose, with his band of men -
Loved by his clan, feared by Fomor -
Connor Rose, Connor Rose, Connor Rose.

Connor Rose, Connor Rose, could be in a fix,
Connor Rose, Connor Rose, damn these Fomor tricks!
There's plenty more, down by the shore,
Connor Rose, Connor Rose, Connor Rose.

Connor Rose, Connor Rose,
wades through all the foes,
Connor Rose, Connor Rose, slaying as he goes -
Now there's none left, for him to cleft -
He's a Laird, he's a Laird, he's a Laird.

 

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