I am a Bold Undaunted Youth
I am a bold undaunted youth, Joe Brady is my name
From the chapel of North Anne Street, one Sunday as I came
All to my surprise who should I spy but Maereno and cockade,
Says one unto the other, "Here comes our Fenian blade."
I did not know the reason why they ordered me to stand,
And I did not know the reason why they gave such a command;
But when I saw James Carey there I knew I was betrayed
I'll face death before dishonour and I'll die a Fenian blade.
They marched me up North Anne Street without the least delay,
The people passed me on the path, it filled them with dismay.
My sister cried, "I'll see you, Joe, if auld Mallon gives me leave,
Keep up your heart for Ireland like a true born Fenian blade.
It happened in the Phoenix Park, all in the month of May
Lord Cavendish and Burke came out to see the polo play,
James Carey gave the signal and his handkerchief he waved
Though he gave the information all against our Fenian blades.
'Twas in Kilmainham prison the invincibles were hung,
Mrs. Kelly she stood there all in mourning for her son,
She threw back her shawl and said to all, "Though he fills a lime pit grave
My Tim was no informer and he died a Fenian blade.