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Album: Miscellaneous (2009) Artists: Clancy Brothers Ballinderry Biddy Mulligan The Pride Of The Coombe Black Cavalry Bold Robert Emmet Boulavogue Calton Weaver Coortin In The Kitchen Cruiskeen Lawn Easy And Slow Finnegans Wake I Know My Love Ill Tell Me Ma Isnt It Grand Boys Jennifer Gentle Johnny Mac Adoo Jug Of Punch Kelly The Boy From Killanne Maid Of The Sweet Brown Knowe Moses Ritooraliay Mrs Mcgrath Mush Mush My Johnny Lad Rockin The Cradle Roddy Mccorley The Braes O Balquiddher Wild Mountain Thyme The Croppy Boy The Gallant Forty Twa The Holy Ground The Juice Of The Barley The Lowlands Of Holland The Men Of The West The Old Orange Flute The Real Old Mountain Dew Whack Fol The Diddle What Would You Do Why Paddys Not At Work Today Wild Colonial Boy

Song: Boulavogue Artists: Clancy Brothers Favorite: Add Remove Clancy Brothers Miscellaneous Boulavogue BOULAVOGUE (P.J.McCall) 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! At Vinegar Hill, o'er the pleasant Slaney, Our heroes vainly stood back to back, And the Yeos at Tullow took Father Murphy And burned his body upon the rack. God grant you glory, brave Father Murphy, And open Heaven to all your men; The cause that called you may call tomorrow In another fight for the green again. Recorded by Galvin, Clancys @Irish rebellion @war filename[ BOULVOGE play.exe BOULVOGE RG ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===

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