The Croppy Boy

Cat. #0663 (MFH #111) - As sung by Fran Majors, Wichita, Kansas on July 29, 1968

VERSE 1
As I was walk'n up Wexferd Hill
Who could blame me, cry my fill
I looked behind and I looked before
An' my age'd Mother I could see no more

VERSE 2
T'was earli, earli, in th spring
Th birds so sweetly they did sing
They sang their song from tree t' tree
An' th song they sang, was Ole Ireland Free

VERSE 3
T'was earli, earli, in th night
Th yoeman calvary did me afright
Th yoeman calvary was my downfall
An' taken was I, by Lord Cornwall

VERSE 4
As I was walkin up Wexferd Street
Mine own first cousin I chanced to meet
Mine own first cousin did me betray
And for one lone guiniey sold my life away

VERSE 5
As I was stand'n on th gallows tree
Mine own dear Father I chanced to see
Mine own dear Father did me deny
An' th name he gave me was th Croppy Boy

VERSE 6
In Dungallon Prison this poor boy died
In Dungallon Prison his body lies
And all you people who do pass by
A tear may shed for th Croppy Boy