Come all you warriors and renowned nobles
Give ear unto my warlike
theme
And I will sing you how Father Murphy
Lately aroused from his
sleepy dream
Neither Julius Cesar norAlexander
Nor brave King Arthur
could equal him
Armies formidable he did conquer
Though with two gun
men he did begin
Camolin cavalry he did unhorse them
Their
first lieutenant he cut them down
With shattered ranks and with broken
columns
They soon returned to Camolin town
On the hill of Oulart he
displayed his valour
Where a hundred Corkmen lay on the plain
At
Enniscorthy his sword he wielded
And I hope to see him once more again
When Enniscorthy became subject to him
Twas then to Wexford we
marched our men
And on the Three Rock took up our quarters
Waiting
for daylight the town to win
The loyal townsmen gave their assistance
We'll die or conquer they all did say
The yeomen cavalry made no
resistance
For on the pavement their corpses lay
With drums
a-beating the town did echo
And acclamations came from door to door
On the Windmill Hill we pitched our tents
And we drank like heroes but
paid no score
On Carraig Rua for some time we waited
And next to
Gorey we did repair
At Tubberneering we thought no harm
The bloody
army was waiting there
The issue of it was a close engagement
While on the soldiers we played warlike pranks
Thro' sheepwalks,
hedgerows and shdy thickets
There were mangled bodies and broken ranks
The shuddering cavalry I can't forget them
We raised the brushes on
their helmets straight
They turned about and they bid for Dublin
As
if they ran for a ten-pound plate
Some crossed Donnybrook and more
through Blackrock
And some up Shankill without
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