Stompin Tom Connors – The Black Donnellys

Stompin Tom Connors – The Black Donnellys

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[Charles Thomas "Stompin' Tom" Connors, (February 9, 1936 - March 6, 2013)]

The Black Donnelly’s ride, their killers by their side
Down the Roman Line to the end of time.

Back in eighteen hundred and forty some
To Lucan Ontario a man did come
A man who pushed his weight around
And his wife Johanna could slap the devil down.
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With seven sons who fought as well
They opened up wide the gates of hell
And they fired up the land for miles around
The Black Donnelly’s from Lucan town

With every glance that Donnelly gave
Came the sound of shovels diggin’ their grave
And many a club there came a crashing down
Upon the heads of the men around Lucan town.

Down the old Roman Line the further you went
The folks got tougher and meaner bent
And then the Black Donnellys, for their abode
They lived away down at the end of the road

The Black Donnelly’s ride, their killers by their side
Down the Roman Line to the end of time.

Now old Jim Donnelly killed a man one day
And everybody thought that old Jim had run away.
But Jim was home and quite concealed
In Johannah’s old dress where he still plowed the field.

But he served his time, so the story goes
He then came back again to cheat his foes
With seven sons he robbed and burned
Till the whole town knew that old Jim had returned.

He started up a coach line from Lucan down
With daily trips on in to London town
And to destroy their competitor’s route
They cut the tongues of all his horses out.

Then eighteen men with their clubs in their arms
They marched on over to the Donnelly‘s barn
But a Donnelly boy could fight like ten
And they sure put a licking on those eighteen men.

The Black Donnelly’s ride, their killers by their side
Down the Roman Line to the end of time.

They poisoned cattle now by the score
They burned down buildings more and more
They horse whipped men to make them say
That they wouldn’t appear in court next day.

And every sheriff that the town could find
They met the Black Donnelly’s and then resigned
For thirty three years with clubs in hand
The Black Donnelly’s ruled the land.

Then there came one man into Lucan town
He was hired to cut all the Donnelly’s down
A fearless man of a mighty frame
And James Carroll was that man`s name.

They made him the Sheriff and they followed through
And formed his secret vigilante’s crew;
In the old swamp school house in wintertime
They planned their fatal night of crime

The Black Donnelly’s ride, their killers by their side
Down the Roman Line to the end of time.

In eighteen eighty on that February night
As Old Granny had foretold, it was a terrible sight
Old Jim and Johanna and Tom, their son
And Bridget were slaughtered, they axed every one.

Then the thirty drunks left the house aflame
Hell bent for. more Black Donnelly game
And from out of the fire and into the cold
Run that young Connor boy, just eleven years old.

Then the gun Shots rang and they ripped into John
And another Black Donnelly brother was gone
And so the grim reaper had collected his pay,
And the other three Donnelly‘s wandered away

Now the vigilantes, they got away free
From the law, but they all died mysteriously.
So one word of caution w all who would hate
At the en of your road the Black Donnelly’s wait

The Black Donnelly’s ride, their killers by their side
Down the Roman Line to the end of time.

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