Irish Song Lyrics 
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Croppy Boy, The 
It was early, early all in the spring, the birds did whistle and sweetly sing Changing their notes from tree to tree, and the song they sang was old Ireland free 
It was early, early all in the night, the yoeman cavalry gave me a fright The yoeman cavalry were my downfall, and taken was I by Lord Cornwall 
As I was walking up Wexford Hill, oh, who would blame me to cry my fill? I looked behind and I looked before, but my aged mother I shall see no more 
As I was walking up Wexford Street, my own first cousin I chanced to meet My own first cousin did me betray, and for one bare guinea sold my life away 
As I was mounted on the platform high, my aged father was standing by My aged father did me deny, and the name he gave me was the croppy boy 
It was in Dungannon this young man died, and in Dungannon his body lies So all good people who do pass by, just drop a tear for the croppy boy