Luyện nghe bài hát Boulavogue

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