Christy Moore - Boys of Mullabawn lyrics

On a Monday morning early
As my wand'ring steps did take me
Down by a farmer's station is
Meadows and green lawn
I heard great lamentation the wee
Birds they were making
Sayin' "We'll have no more engagements
With the boys of Mullaghbawn"

I beg your pardon ladies
I'll ask you this one favour
I hope it is no treason
On you I now must call
I'm condoling late and early
My heart is nigh for breaking
All for a noble lady
That lives near Mullaghbawn

Squire Jackson he's unequaled in
Honour or in favour
He never turned a traitor or
Betrayed the rights of man
But now we are endangered by
A vile deceiving stranger
Who has ordered transportation for
The boys of Mullaghbawn
With those heroes on the ocean
I'm told the ship in motion
Stood up in wild commotion as
If the seas ran dry
The trout and salmon gaping as
The cuckoo left her station
Saying "farewell to Erin and
The hills of Mullaghbawn"

To end this lamentation
We are all in consternation
None wants for recreation until
The day do dawn for without hesitation
We are charged with combination
And sent for transportation from
The hills of Mullaghbawn