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I Won't Follow You Up To Carlow

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I Won't Follow You Up To Carlow

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Lift Mac Cahir Og your face

brooding o'er the old disgrace

That black Fitz-William stormed your place

And drove you to the fern

Grey said victory was sure

Soon the firebrand he'd secure

Until he met at Glen Malure Feach

Mac Hugh O'Byrne

But me I'm sick and tired of hate

I'll never use a sword or blade

And when I hear the beating drum

I'll sing a song of peace

My hand be not a dashing fist

Won't put my name on your list

I'll try to safe my wife and child

I'll run away to hide

Say a foe is now born

Tar and feather me with scorn

Take my hand

You heaven-sent

You'll never get my soul though

Bury the hatchet, down the sword

No justification by the Lord

No more feud, I'm tired of war

No following up to Carlow

Can't stand the swords of Glen

Imale, flashing o'er the English Pale

The bleeding children of the Gael

Beneath O'Byrne's banners

All I see is bloody war

And leaders who still cry for more

Sheer madness on its marching feet

The lunacy of war

Houses burnt, wasted land

More destruction in the end

Men of hate, men of war

Fallen is your star, low

Down with halbert, down the sword

No more marching by the Lord

Feach Mac Hugh, I'm tired of war

No following up to Carlow

The marchin' feet they march no more

They stand in front of Hades door

All men are slain, the women raped

The living mourn the dead

There is no use to foster hate

This is no way to change our fate

We'd rather change our attitude

Than sing these songs of war

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