Boulavogue The Clancy Brothers & Tommy Makem

At Boulavogue, as the sun was setting
O'er bright May meadows of Shelmalier
A rebel hand set the heather blazing
And brought the neighbors from far and near

Then Father Murphy, from old Kilcormack
Spurred up the rocks with a warning cry
"Arm! Arm!" he cried, "for I've come to lead you
For Ireland's freedom we fight or die"

He led us on 'gainst the coming soldiers
The cowardly Yeomen we put to flight
'Twas at the Harrow the boys of Wexford
Showed Bookey's regiment how men could fight

Look out for hirelings, King George of England
Search every kingdom where breathes a slave
For Father Murphy of the County Wexford
Sweeps o'er the land like a mighty wave

We took Camolin and Enniscorthy
And Wexford storming drove out our foes
'Twas at Slieve Coillte our pikes were reeking
With the crimson stream of the beaten yeos

At Tubberneering and Ballyellis
Full many a Hessian lay in his gore
Ah, Father Murphy, had aid come over
The green flag floated from shore to shore