Follow Me Up To Carlow Songtext

von Paddy Goes To Holyhead

Follow Me Up To Carlow

Lift MacCahir Og your face
Brooding o'er the old disgrace
That Black Fitzwilliam stormed your place
And drove you to the fern
Grey said victory was sure
Soon the firebrand he'd secure
Untill he met at Glenmalure
With Fiach MacHugh O'Byrne

See the swords of Glenn Imall
A flashing o'er the English pale
See all the children of the Gael
Beneath O'Byrne's banners
Rooster of a fighting stock
Would yet let a Saxon cock
Crow out upon an Irish rock
Fly up and teach him manners

Now from Taggart to Clonmore
Flows a stream of Saxon gore
And great is Rory Oge O'More
In sending loons to Hades
White is sick and Grey has fled
Now for Black Fitzwilliam's head
We'll send it over dripping red
To Queen Liza and her ladies

Curse and swear Lord Kildare
Fiach will do what Fiach will dare
Now Fitzwillaim, have a care
Fallen is your star low
Up with Halbert out with sword
On we'll go for by the Lord
Fiach Mac Hugh has given the word
Follow me up to Carlow