It was early, early in the spring
The birds did whistle and sweetly sing,
Changing their notes from tree to tree
And the song they sang was Old Ireland free.

It was early early in the night,
The yeoman cavalry gave me a fright;
The yeoman cavalry were my downfall
And I was taken by Lord Cornwall.

As I was walking up Wexford Hill
Who would blame me to cry my fill?
I looked behind, and I looked before
But my aged mother I shall see no more.

As I was going up Wexford Street
My own first cousin I chanced to meet;
My own first cousin did me betray
And for one bare guinea sold my life away.

As I mounted the platform high
My aged father was standing by;
My aged father did me deny
And the name he gave me was the Croppy Boy.

It was in Dungannon this young man died
And in Dungannon his body lies.
So all good people that do pass by
Just drop a tear for the Croppy Boy.

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