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| Follow Me Up to Carlow | ||||||||||||||
| Traditional. PD. Recorded by Darby O'Gill, "The Gettin's Good", 2002, Dog Sheet Music. (et al) | ||||||||||||||
| Notes: The tune, it is said, is the battle tune heard during the fight. | ||||||||||||||
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| Follow Me Up to Carlow
Em D Lift Mac Cahir Og your face, brooding o´er the old disgrace Em D Em That black Fitzwilliam stormed your place and drove you to the Fern D Grey said victory was sure; soon the firebrand he´d secure Em D Em Until he met at Glenmalure, Feach Mac Hugh O´Byrne G D Curse and swear, Lord Kildare; Feach will do what Feach will dare G D Em Now Fitzwilliam, have a care; fallen is your star, low G D Up with halberd, out with sword; on we go, for by the Lord G A G D Em D-Em-D-Em Feach Mac Hugh has given the word: (1,2,3,4) Follow me up to Carlow 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 a Saxon cock Crow out upon an Irish rock? Fly up and teach him manners Curse and swear, Lord Kildare; Feach will do what Feach will dare Now Fitzwilliam, have a care; fallen is your star, low Up with halberd, out with sword; on we go, for by the Lord Feach Mac Hugh has given the word: (1,2,3,4) Follow me up to Carlow From Tassagart to Clonmore there flows a stream of Saxon gore Great is Rory Oge O´More at sending the loons to Hades White is sick and Lane is fled and now for black Fitzwilliam´s head We´ll send it over, dripping red, to Liza and the ladies |
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