Testo Avondale

Oh saw ye aught of Avondale Or lingered in her lovely vale? Where tall trees whisper low the tale Of Avondale's proud eagle Where pride and ancient glory fade This was the land where he was laid Like Christ was thirty pieces paid For Avondale's proud eagle Oh saw ye aught of Avondale Or lingered in her lovely vale? Where tall trees whisper low the tale Of Avondale's proud eagle Long years that green and lovely vale Had nursed Parnell, our grandest Gael, And cursed the land that has betrayed Fair Avondale's proud eagle Oh saw ye aught of Avondale Or lingered in her lovely vale? Where tall trees whisper low the tale Of Avondale's proud eagle