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The Croppy Boy

The Croppy Boy 'Twas early, early all in the spring The birds did whistle and sweetly sing Spreading their notes from tree to tree And the song they sang was old Ireland free 'Twas early, early in the night The yeoman cavalry gave me a fright The yeoman cavalry was my downfall And taken was I by Lord Cornwall 'Twas in the guard-house where I was laid And in a parlour where I was tried My sentence passed and my spirits low When to Duncannon I was forced to go As I was walking past by my father's house My brother William stood at the door My aged father stood at the door And my tender mother her hair she tore As I was walking past Wexford Street My own first cousin I chanced to meet My own first cousin did me betray And for one bare guinea swore my life away My sister Mary heard the express She ran downstairs in her morning dress Five hundred guineas I will lay down To see my brother safe in Wexford Town As I was walking up Wexford Hill Who could blame me to cry my fill I looked behind and I looked before But my tender mother I'll ne'er see more As I was mounted on the platform high My aged father was standing by My aged father did me deny And the name he gave me was the Croppy Boy It was in Duncannon this young man died And in Duncannon this young man lies And you good people that do pass by Will say a prayer for the Croppy Boy Trad arr by Terence O'Flaherty