Down by Sheelinís vale at sunset,|
Fierce as demons in their wrath,
Spread a band of English troopers
Fire and carnage marked their path.
2. Midnight shines, and blazing rooftree
Lit the darkness of the night,
From the shores of fair Lough Gowna
Th the slopes of Granardís height.
3. Maid and mother fell before them,
All in wrath and vengeance smote,
And in pride the foemanís legion
Onward sped to Granardís Moat.
4. We marched that morn from Creenagh
To oppose them on their way,
And by river, lake or mountain
Made we neither stop or stay.
5. Till a band of English troopers
Crossed our path at Edgeworthstown
And we piked the last red foeman
As the evening sun went down.
6. Early in the dewy morning,
As the day began to dawn
Towards the ancient moat of Granard
We were proudly marching on.
7. High oíerhead us waved our banner
In its beauty fair and free,
Borne by men from Carrickmoira
And the plains of Killashee.
8. From the banks of Cloonart river
And from Cleaneyís village green,
Hastíning onwards to the onset
Many a gallant youth was seen.
9. As we reached the heights of Granard
Right before us formed in line,
We could see the English legion
And their spears and banner shine.
10. For a momentís space we halted|
As we came within their view,
Then a deadly thirst for vengeance
Filled our bosoms through and through.
11. With a shout that loudly echoed
To the far-off Shannon shore,
Through the red ranks of the foeman
In a furious rush we tore.
12. With that rush our gallant pikemen
Leaped against their foremost line,
And their blades drank deep in vengeance
For many a bloody crime.
13. Fast and deadly evíry weapon
Found a Saxon foemanís breast,
As our fierce and maddened pikemen
Through their columns thickly pressed.
14. Granardís ancient moat was reddened
By the blood of friend and foe,
Well we met them with their bayonets
With our pike their sabre-blow.
15. Backwards pressed against the valley
Bravely fighting to the last,
But again our gallant pikemen
Gathered round them fierce and fast.
16. Morning saw their haughty standard
In its pride and glory wave;
Evening saw the foemanís legion
Crushed and sunk in one red grave.
17. And where stood the ranks of Britain
By the light of morningís dawn,
Oíer their graves in proud defiance
Erinís rebel banner shone.
18. Longford long shall tell the story,
How her children bravely stood
In that fight for Erinís glory
Brave and stern as freemen should.