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Early, early last Thursday night
The Myshall cavalry gave me a fright:
In my misfortune and sad downfall
I was prisoner taken by Cornwall.

In his guardhouse there I was tried
And in his parlour my sentence tried’
My sentence passed and…

‘Tis the dewy hour of sunrise
In the glorious month of May
And the heated mist presages
Summer’s splendour thro’ the day.
Muffled, stealthy in the silence
Sounds the noise of tramping feet:
Men whose sons are free come marching
Up the…

The song was passed from the Wexford singer, Paddy Berry, to Tony Malone

Seamus fondly remembers the village where he grew as well as practices from a lost way of life.

Come boys let us follow the fox
No more we’ll be called lazy grunters;
We’ll hunt him through mountains and rocks
For we are the jolly fox hunters.

We’ll rise him at six in the morn;
I’ll hold ten to one that we’ll kill him;
If Lang…