Am G 
L ift Mac Cahir Og your face, broodin' o'er the o ld disgrace 

  Am G Am 
That  black Fitzwilliam stormed your place & drove you  to the f ern 

  Am G 
  Gray said victory was sure, soon the firebrand h e'd secure 

  Am Am G Am 
  Until he met at Glenmalure with F iach Mc Hugh O'B yrne 


Chorus 

  Em G 
  Curse and swear, Lord Kildare, F iach will do what Fiach will dare 

  Em G Am 
  Now Fitzwilliam, have a care, fa llen is your s tar low 

  Em G 
  Up with halberd, out with sword,  on we go for, by the Lord 

  Em G Am 
  Fiach McHugh has given the word  "Follow me up to  Carlow"