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lift mac cahir og your face , brooding o’er the old disgrace
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that black fitzwilliam stormed your place and drove you to the fern .
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gray said victory was sure , soon the firebrand he’d secure
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until he met at glenmalure , feach mac hugh o’byrne

chorus :
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curse and swear , lord kildare , feach will do what feach will dare
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now fitzwilliam have a care , fallen is your star low
G D
up with halbert , out with sword , on we go for by the lord
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feach mac hugh has given his word : follow me up to carlow

from tassagart ____to clonmore flows a stream of saxon gore
great is rory og o’more at sending loons to hades .
white is sick and lane is fled , now for black fitzwilliams head
we’ll send it over , dripping red , to liza and her ladies

see the swords of glen imayle flashing o’er the english pale
see all the children of the gael , beneath o’byrne’s banners
rooster of the fighting stock , would you let an saxon cock
crow out upon an irish rock , fly up and teach him manners