Boys of Mullabawn

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