Boulavogue piano leadsheet with chords

At Bou elavogue as the sun was setting o'er the bright

May meadows of Shelmalier, a the rebel hand set the heather blazing and the brought the neighbors from far and near.

Then Father Murphy from old

Kilcormack spurred up the rocks with a warning cry:

"Arm, arm," he cried, phy "for I've come to lead you.

For an Ireland's freedom we fight or die."

He led e us on 'gainst the coming soldiers,

and the cow'rdly Yeomen were put to flight.

'Twas the at the Barrow the boys of Wexford showed the Bookey's regi how men could fight.

Look out for hirelings,

King George of England.

Search ev'ry kingdom where breathes a slave,

for Father Murphy from the County Wexford sweeps an o'er the land ed a mighty wave.

We green again.