At Boolavogue as the sun was setting O'er the bright May meadows of Shelmalier A rebel hand set the heather blazing and brought the neighbours from far and near
Then Father Murphy from old Kilcormack Spurred up the rock with a warning cry: "Arm! Arm!" he cried, "For I've come to lead you for Ireland's freedom we'll fight or die!"
He lead us on against the coming soldiers And the cowardly Yeomen we put to flight 'Twas at the Harrow the boys of Wexford Showed Bookey's regiment how men could fight
Look out for hirelings, King George of England Search every kingdom where breathes a slave For Father Murphy of County Wexford Sweeps o'er the land like a mighty wave
We took Camolin and Enniscorthy And Wexford storming drove out our foes 'Twas at Slieve Coilte our pikes were reeking With the crimson blood of the beaten Yeos
At Tubberneering and Ballyellis Full many a Hessian lay in his gore Ah! Father Murphy had aid come over The Green Flag floated from shore to shore!
At Vinegar Hill, O'er the pleasant Slaney Our heroes vainly stood back to back and the Yeos at Tullow took Father Murphy and burnt his body upon a rack
God grant you glory, brave Father Murphy And open Heaven to all your men the cause that called you may call tomorrow in another fight for the Green again
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Then Father Murphy from old Kilcormack Spurred up the rock with a warning cry: "Arm! Arm!" he cried, "For I've come to lead you for Ireland's freedom we'll fight or die!"
He lead us on against the coming soldiers And the cowardly Yeomen we put to flight 'Twas at the Harrow the boys of Wexford Showed Bookey's regiment how men could fight
Look out for hirelings, King George of England Search every kingdom where breathes a slave For Father Murphy of County Wexford Sweeps o'er the land like a mighty wave
We took Camolin and Enniscorthy And Wexford storming drove out our foes 'Twas at Slieve Coilte our pikes were reeking With the crimson blood of the beaten Yeos
At Tubberneering and Ballyellis Full many a Hessian lay in his gore Ah! Father Murphy had aid come over The Green Flag floated from shore to shore!
At Vinegar Hill, O'er the pleasant Slaney Our heroes vainly stood back to back and the Yeos at Tullow took Father Murphy and burnt his body upon a rack
God grant you glory, brave Father Murphy And open Heaven to all your men the cause that called you may call tomorrow in another fight for the Green again
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