Boolavogue (2)

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