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L AmiftG Mac Cahir Og your face, broodin' o'er the o ld disgrace ThAmat G bAmlack Fitzwilliam stormed your place & drove you to the f ern AmGraGy said victory was sure, soon the firebrand h e'd secure AmUntAmil GheAm met at Glenmalure with F iach Mc Hugh O'B yrne
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EmCurGse and swear, Lord Kildare, F iach will do what Fiach will dare EmNowG FAmitzwilliam, have a care, fa llen is your s tar low EmUp Gwith halberd, out with sword, on we go for, by the Lord EmFiaGchAm McHugh has given the word "Follow me up to Carlow"
See the swords at Glen Imaal, flashin' o'er the english pale See all the children of the Gael, beneath O'Byrne's banner Rooster of a fighting stock, would you let a Saxon cock Crow out upon an Irish Rock, fly up and teach him manners Chorus From Tassagart to Clonmore, flows a stream of Saxon gore How great is Rory Og O'Moore at sending loons to Hades White is sick, Gray is fled, now for black Fitzwilliam's head We'll send it over, dripping red, to Liza and her ladies Chorus