The Croppy Boy

C F G N.C. C F It was early, early all in the spring Dm G C The birds did whistle and sweetly sing F C Changing their notes from tree to tree Dm G F C And the song they sang was Old Ireland Free N.C. C F It was early, early all in the night Dm G C The Yeoman cavalry gave me a fright F C The yeoman cavalry were my downfall Dm G F C I was taken prisoner by Lord Cornwall C F G N.C. C F As I was walking up Wexford Street Dm G C My own first cousin I chanced to meet F C My own first cousin did me betray Dm G F C And for one bare guinea sold my life away N.C. C F And as I was walking up Wexford Hill Dm G C Oh, who could blame me to cry my fill? F C I looked behind and I looked before Dm G F C But my tender mother I could see no more C F G N.C. C F And as I was mounted on the scaffold high Dm G C My own dear father was standing by F C My aged father did me deny Dm G F C And the name he gave me was the Croppy Boy N.C. C F It was in Dungannon this young man died Dm G C In Passage East his body lies F C So all good people who do pass by Dm G F C Just shed a tear for the Croppy Boy C F G C