Follow Me Up To Carlow

Lift MacCahir Og your face

Brooding o'er the old disgrace

That black Fitz William stormed your place

Drove you to the Fern

Grey said victory was sure

Soon the fire brand he'd secure

Until he met at Glenmalure

With Fiach McHugh O'Byrne

Curse and swear Lord Kildare

Fiach will do what Fiach will dare

Lord Fitz William, have a care

Fallen is your star low

Up with halberd, out with sword

On we go for by the Lord

Fiach McHugh has given the 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 cock

Crow out upon an Irish rock?

Fly up and teach him manners

Curse and swear Lord Kildare

Fiach will do what Fiach will dare

Lord Fitz William, have a care

Fallen is your star low

Up with halberd, out with sword

On we go for by the Lord

Fiach McHugh has given the word

Follow me up to Carlow

From Tassagart to Clonemore

There flows a stream of Saxon gore

Oh, great is Rory Oge O'More

At sending loons to Hades

White is sick and Lane has fled

Now for black Fitz William's head

We'll send it over dripping red

To Liza and her ladies

Curse and swear Lord Kildare

Fiach will do what Fiach will dare

Lord Fitz William, have a care

Fallen is your star low

Up with halberd, out with sword

On we go for by the Lord

Fiach McHugh has given the word

Follow me up to Carlow

Curse and swear Lord Kildare

Fate will do what fate will dare

Now Fitz William, have a care

Fallen is your star low

Up with halberd, out with sword

On we go for by the Lord

Fiach McHugh has given the word

Follow me up to Carlow

Follow me up to Carlow

Follow me up to Carlow