Christy Moore - Follow Me Up To Carlow

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l ift mac cahir og your face , broodin’ o’er the o ld disgrace

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that black fitzwilliam stormed your place & drove you to the F ern

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gray said victory was sure , soon the firebrand h e’d secure

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until he met at glenmalure with F iach mc hugh o’b yrne

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curse and swear , lord kildare , F iach will do what fiach will dare

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now fitzwilliam , have a care , fa llen is your s tar low

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up with halberd , out with sword , on we go for , by the lord

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fiach mchugh has given the word “follow me up to carlow”

see the swords at glen imaal , flashin’ o’er the english pale

see all the children of the gael , beneath o’byrne’s banner

rooster of a fighting stock , would you let a saxon cock

crow out upon an irish rock , fly up and teach him manners

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from tassagart to clonmore , flows a stream of saxon gore

how great is rory og o’moore at sending loons to hades

white is sick , gray is fled , now for black fitzwilliam’s head

we’ll send it over , dripping red , to liza and her ladies

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