Follow Me Up To Carlow Lyrics

Follow Me Up To CarlowLift MacCahir Og your facebrooding o´er the old disgraceThat Black Fitzwilliam stormed your placeand drove you to the fernGrey said victory was suresoon the firebrand he´d secureUntill he met at Glenmalurewith Fiach MacHugh O´ByrneSee the swords of Glenn Imalla flashing o´er the English paleSee all the children of the Gaelbeneath O´Byrne´s bannersRooster of a fighting stockwould yet let a Saxon cockCrow out upon an Irish rockfly up and teach him mannersNow from Taggart to Clonmoreflows a stream of Saxon goreAnd great is Rory Oge O´Morein sending loons to HadesWhite is sick and Grey has flednow for Black Fitzwilliam´s headWe´ll send it over dripping redto Queen Liza and her ladiesCurse and swear Lord KildareFiach will do what Fiach will dareNow Fitzwillaim, have a carefallen is your star lowUp with Halbert out with swordon we´ll go for by the LordFiach Mac Hugh has given the wordfollow me up to Carlow