Lyrics - Boulavogue by Clancy Brothers

BOULAVOGUE(
P.
J.
Mc
Call)
At
Boulavogue, as the sun was setting
O'er bright
May meadows of
Shelmalier,
A rebel hand set the heather blazing
And brought the neighbors 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 fight or die."
He led us on 'gainst the coming soldiers,
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 the
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
Coillte our pikes were reeking
With the crimson stream 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 burned his body upon the 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.
Recorded by
Galvin,
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