"The Boys Of Wexford" lyrics

"The Boys Of Wexford"

In comes the captain's daughter
The captain of the Yeos
Saying "Brave United Irishmen
We'll ne'er again be foes
A thousand pounds I'll give to you
And fly from home with thee
And dress myself in man's attire
And fight for liberty"

We are the boys of Wexford
Who fought with heart and hand
To burst in twain the galling chain
And free our native land

I want no gold, my maiden fair
To fly from home with thee
Your smiling eyes shall be my prize
More dear than gold to me
I want no gold to nerve my arm
To do a true man's part
To free my native Iand I'll give
The red drops of my heart

We are the boys of Wexford
Who fought with heart and hand
To burst in twain the galling chain
And free our native land

And then we left our cabins, boys
We left with right good will
To see our friends and neighbours
Who were at Vinegar Hill
A young man from our ranks
A cannon he let go
And slapped it into Lord Mountjoy
A tyrant he laid low

We are the boys of Wexford
Who fought with heart and hand
To burst in twain the galling chain
And free our native land

And Oulart's name shall be their shame
Whose steel we ne'er did fear
And every man could do his part
Like Forth and Shelmalier
And if for want of leaders
We lost at Vinegar Hill
We're ready for another fight
And love our country still

We are the boys of Wexford
Who fought with heart and hand
To burst in twain the galling chain
And free our native land


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