Luyện nghe bài hát Boulavogue

(P.J.McCall)
At Boulavogue, as the sun was
O'er May meadows of Shelmalier,
A rebel hand set the blazing
And brought the from far and near.
Then Murphy, from old Kilcormack,
Spurred up the with a warning cry;
"Arm! Arm!" he cried, "for I've to lead you,
For freedom we fight or die."
He led us on the coming soldiers,
The cowardly Yeomen we put to
at the Harrow the boys of Wexford
Showed regiment how men could fight.
out for hirelings, King George of England,
Search every kingdom breathes a slave,
For Murphy of the County Wexford
Sweeps o'er the land a mighty wave.
We Camolin and Enniscorthy,
And storming drove out our foes;
'Twas at Coillte our pikes were reeking
With the stream of the beaten yeos.
At and Ballyellis
many a Hessian lay in his gore;
Ah, Murphy, had aid come over,
The green flag from shore to shore!
At Vinegar Hill, the pleasant Slaney,
Our vainly stood back to back,
And the at Tullow took Father Murphy
And burned his upon the rack.
God grant you glory, Father Murphy,
And Heaven to all your men;
The cause that called you may call
In another fight for the again.
Recorded by Galvin,
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