Fiach Mchugh — текст песни (Celtic Folk)

FOLLOW ME UP TO CARLOW
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(author unknown, chords G Am will do )
Lift Mac Cahir Og your face, from brooding o`er the old disgrace
When Black FitzWilliam stormed your place an drove you to the
fern o!
Grey said victory was sure, soon the firebrand he`d secure,
Until he met at Glenmalure, with Fiach MacHugh O`Byrne
Chorus:
Curse and swear! Lord Kildare, Fiach will do what Fiach 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
Fiach MacHugh has given the word: Follow me up to Carlow!
See the swords at Glen Imael, flash all o`er the English Pale,
See all the children of the Gael, beneath O`Byrne`s banners
Rooster of a fighting stock, will you let an Saxon cock
Cry out upon an Irish rock, Fly up and teach him manners!
From Tassagart to Clonmore there flows a trail of English gore,
Well great is Rory Og O`More, at sending the loons to Hades
White is sick and Grey is fled, now for Black FitzWilliams head
We`ll send it over dripping red, to Liza and her ladies