.Lift Mac Cahir Og your face, broodin' o'er the old disgrace
That black Fitzwilliam stormed your place & drove you to the fern
Gray said victory was sure, soon the firebrand he'd secure
Until he met at Glenmalure with Fiach McHugh O'Byrne
Chorus
Curse and swear, Lord Kildare, F.
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