Follow Me Up To Carlow Lyrics

Follow Me Up To Carlow lyrics

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