Ann Devlin Songtext

von The Dubliners

In Dublin town they sing of a brave Wicklow woman
Of her troubles and her times in cruel Kilmainham Jail.
All the way from Butterfield Lane, Anne Devlin was her name.
A friend to Robert Emmet, she served his cause in vain.

Lo lie lo Liffey keep on flowin'
Lo lie lo Anne your legend's growin'

Not torture or a bribe could sway Anne Devlin's purpose:
Three years of living hell in solitary shame.
How proud Emmet met his fate on the scaffold of the tyrant
And served her family passing like poor lilies in the storm.

Lo lie lo Liffey keep on flowin'
Lo lie lo Anne your legend's growin'

In 1851 Anne Devlin met her maker
But her story's with us still as a lesson for the wise.
Not poverty or fear could kill the hearts of freedom
Anne Devlin was a servant to the spirit of our land.

Lo lie lo Liffey keep on flowin'
Lo lie lo Anne your legend's growin'