Off Kilter - Follow Me Up To Carlow lyrics

Lift Mac Cahir Og your face, Brooding o'er the old disgrace, That black Fitzwilliam stormed your place And drove you to the Fern. Grey said victory was sure, Soon the firebrand he'd secure. Until he met at Glanmalure Feach Mac Hugh O'Byrne Curse and swear Lord Kildare Feach will do what Feach will dare Now Fitzwilliam have a care Fallen is your star low. Up with halbert, out with sword On we go for by the Lord Feach Mac Hugh has given his word Follow me up to Carlow. See the swords of Glen Imayle, Flashing o'er the English Pale See all the children of the Gael, Beneath O'Byrne's Banners Rooster of the fighting stock Would you let a Saxon co*k Crow upon an Irish rock Fly up and teach him manners. Curse and swear Lord Kildare Feach will do what Feach will dare Now Fitzwilliam have a care Fallen is your star low. Up with halbert, out with sword On we go for by the Lord Feach Mac Hugh has given his word Follow me up to Carlow. Here we go! From Ta**agart to Clonmore, Flows a stream of Saxon gore Och, great is Rory Oge O'More, At sending loons to Hades. Whie is sick and Lane is fled, Now for black Fitzwilliam's head We'll send it over, dripping red, To Liza and the ladies Curse and swear Lord Kildare Feach will do what Feach will dare Now Fitzwilliam have a care Fallen is your star low. Up with halbert, out with sword On we go for by the Lord Feach Mac Hugh has given his word Follow me up to Carlow. Curse and swear Lord Kildare Feach will do what Feach will dare Now Fitzwilliam have a care Fallen is your star low. Up with halbert, out with sword On we go for by the Lord Feach Mac Hugh has given his word Follow me up to Carlow.