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The Croppy Boy - The Clancy Brothers
Written by：Trad/Clancy/Makem
It was early early in the spring
The birds did whistle and sweetly sing
Changing their notes from tree to tree
And the song they sang was old Ireland free
It was 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
As I was walking up Wexford hill
Who could blame me to cry my fill
I looked behind and I looked before
But my aged mother I shall see no more
As I was walking up Wexford Street
My own first cousin I chanced to meet
My own first cousin did me betray
And for one bare guinea sold my life away
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 Dungannon this young man died
And in Dungannon his body lies
So are good people who do pass by
Oh drop a tear for the croppy boy
