Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Won't Follow You up to Carlow, artist - Fiddler's Green. Album song Black Sheep, in the genre Фолк-рокDate of issue: 11.01.2007
Record label: Deaf Shepherd
Song language: English
I Won't Follow You up to Carlow |
| Lift Mac Cahir Og your face |
| Brooding o’er the old disgrace |
| That black Fitz-William stormed your place |
| And drove you to the fern |
| Grey said victory was sure |
| Soon the firebrand he’d secure |
| Until he met at Glen Malure Feach |
| Mac Hugh O’Byrne |
| But me I’m sick and tired of hate |
| I’ll never use a sword or blade |
| And when I hear the beating drum |
| I’ll sing a song of peace |
| My hand be not a dashing fist |
| Won’t put my name on your list |
| I’ll try to safe my wife and child |
| I’ll run away to hide |
| Say a foe is now born |
| Tar and feather me with scorn |
| Take my hand |
| You heaven-sent |
| You’ll never get my soul though |
| Bury the hatchet, down the sword |
| No justification by the Lord |
| No more feud, I’m tired of war |
| No following up to Carlow |
| Can’t stand the swords of Glen |
| Imale, flashing o’er the English Pale |
| The bleeding children of the Gael |
| Beneath O’Byrne’s banners |
| All I see is bloody war |
| And leaders who still cry for more |
| Sheer madness on its marching feet |
| The lunacy of war |
| Houses burnt, wasted land |
| More destruction in the end |
| Men of hate, men of war |
| Fallen is your star, low |
| Down with halbert, down the sword |
| No more marching by the Lord |
| Feach Mac Hugh, I’m tired of war |
| No following up to Carlow |
| The marchin' feet they march no more |
| They stand in front of Hades door |
| All men are slain, the women raped |
| The living mourn the dead |
| There is no use to foster hate |
| This is no way to change our fate |
| We’d rather change our attitude |
| Than sing these songs of war |