The Irish Soldier Laddie - Brier/Cormac O'Moore

Twas a morning in July

I was walking to Tipperary

When I heard a battle cry

From the mountains over head

As I looked up in the sky

I saw an Irish soldier laddie

He looked at me right fearlessly and said:

Will ye stand in the band like a true Irish man

And go and fight the forces of the crown

Will ye march with O'Neill to an Irish battle field

For tonight we're gonna free old Wexford town

Well said I to that soldier boy

"Won't you take me to your captain

T'would be my pride and joy

For to march with you today

My brother fell in Cork

My son at Innes Carthay "

Unto the noble captain I did say:

Will ye stand in the band like a true Irish man

And go and fight the forces of the crown

Will ye march with O'Neill to an Irish battle field

For tonight we're gonna free old Wexford town

As we marched back home again

Will ye stand in the band like a true Irish man

And go and fight the forces of the crown

Will ye march with O'Neill to an Irish battle field

For tonight we're gonna free old Wexford town

As we marched back home again

In the shadow of the evening

With our banners flying low

To the memory of our dead

We returned unto our homes

But without our soldier laddie

Yet I never will forget those words he said:

Will ye stand in the band like a true Irish man

And go and fight the forces of the crown

Will ye march with O'Neill to an Irish battle field

For tonight we're gonna free old Wexford town

Will ye stand in the band like a true Irish man

And go and fight the forces of the crown

Will ye march with O'Neill to an Irish battle field

For tonight we're gonna free old Wexford town