I
GRANDFATHER sang it under the gallows:
" Hear, gentlemen, ladies, and all mankind:
Money is good and a girl might be better.
But good strong blows are delights to the mind.'
There, standing on the catt,
He sang it from his heart.
i{Those fanatics all that we do would undo;}
i{Down the fanatic, down the clown;}
i{Down, down, hammer them down,}
i{Down to the tune of O'Donnell Abu.}
"A girl I had, but she followed another,
Money I had, and it went in the night,
Strong drink I had, and it brought me to sorrow,
But a good strong cause and blows are delight.'
All there caught up the tune:
"On, on, my darling man'.
i{Those fanatics all that we do would undo;}
i{Down the fanatic, down the clown;}
i{Down, down, hammer them down,}
i{Down to the tune of O'Donnell Abu.}
"Money is good and a girl might be better,
No matter what happens and who takes the fall,
But a good strong cause' - the rope gave a jerk there,
No more sang he, for his throat was too small;
But he kicked before he died,
He did it out of pride.
i{Those fanatics all that we do would undo;}
i{Down the fanatic, down the clown;}
i{Down, down, hammer them down,}
i{Down to the tune of O'Donnell Abu.}
II
Justify all those renowned generations;
They left their bodies to fatten the wolves,
They left their homesteads to fatten the foxes,
Fled to far countries, or sheltered themselves
In cavem, crevice, hole,
Defending Ireland's soul.
i{"Drown all the dogs,' said the fierce young woman,}
i{"They killed my goose and a cat.}
i{Drown, drown in the water-but,}
