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The Dubliners

Boulavogue

 

Boulavogue

(album: A Parcel Of Rogues - 1976)


At Boulavogue as the sun was setting
On the bright May meadows of Shelmaliar
Our rebel hand set the heather blazing
And brought the neighbours from far and near.

Then Father Murphy from old Kilcormack
Spurred up the rocks with a warning cry
"Arm, arm", he cried, "for I've come to lead you,
For Ireland's freedom we'll fight and die"

He led us on 'gainst the coming soldier,
The cowardly yeomen we put to flight
It was at the Harrow the boys of Wexford
Showed Bookies' regiment how men could fight

Look out for hirelings, King George of England,
Search ev'ry promentory where breathes a slave
For Father Murphy from the County Wexford
Sweeps o'er the land like a mighty wave

At Vinegar Hill o'er the pleasant Slaney
Our heroes vainly stood back to back
And the Yoes at Tullow took Father Murphy
And they burned his body upon the rack

God grant you glory, brave Father Murphy,
And open heaven to all your men
For the cause that called you may call tomorrow
In another fight for the green again

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