Текст песни Celtic Folk - Fiach Mchugh
Celtic Folk - Fiach Mchugh слова песни
FOLLOW ME UP TO CARLOW ----------------------(author unknown, chords G Am will do )Lift Mac Cahir Og your face, from brooding o`er the old disgraceWhen Black FitzWilliam stormed your place an drove you to thefern o!Grey said victory was sure, soon the firebrand he`d secure,Until he met at Glenmalure, with Fiach MacHugh O`ByrneChorus:Curse and swear! Lord Kildare, Fiach will do what Fiach will dareNow FitzWilliam have a care! Fallen is your star low!Up with halberd out with sword! On we go for by the lordFiach MacHugh has given the word: Follow me up to Carlow!See the swords at Glen Imael, flash all o`er the English Pale,See all the children of the Gael, beneath O`Byrne`s bannersRooster of a fighting stock, will you let an Saxon cockCry out upon an Irish rock, Fly up and teach him manners!From Tassagart to Clonmore there flows a trail of English gore,Well great is Rory Og O`More, at sending the loons to HadesWhite is sick and Grey is fled, now for Black FitzWilliams headWe`ll send it over dripping red, to Liza and her ladies