Irish Song Lyrics 
from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
BOULAVOGUE 
At Boulavogue as the sun was setting Oer the bright may medows of Shemalier A rebel hand set the heather blasing An dbrought the neighbours from far and near Then father murphy from old Kilcormac Spurd up the rocks with a warning cry Arm arm he cried I've come to lead you For Irelands freedom we fight or die 
He led us gainst the coming Yeos And the cowardly Yeomen were put to flight Twas at the barrow the boys of Wexford Showed Bookeys Regiment how men could fight Look out for hirelings King George of England Search every kingdom where breaths a slave For Father Murphy from county Wexford Sweeps o'er the land like a mighty wave 
We took Camolin and Eniscorthy And Wexford storming drove out our foes Twas at Sleive Coillte our pikes were reeking With crimson stream of the beaten Yeos At Tubberneering and Balyellis 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 pleasant slaney Our heroes vainly stood back to back And the yeos at Tullow took father Murphy And burned his body on a rack God grant you glory brave father Murphy And open heaven to all of your men The cause that called you may call tommorow In another fight for the green again 
God grant you glory brave father Murphy And open heaven to all of your men The cause that called you may call tommorow In another fight for the green again