Brennan On The Moor
Tis of a brave young highwayman this story I will tell His
name was Willie Brennan and in Ireland he did dwell It was on the Kilwood Mountain he commenced his wild career And
many a wealthy nobleman before him shook with fear
Brennan on the moor, Brennan on the moor Bold, brave undaunted
was young Brennan on the moor
One day upon the highway as Willie he went down He met the mayor of Cashel a
mile outside of town The mayor he knew his features and he said, Young man, said he Your name is Willie Brennan, you
must come along with me
Brennan on the moor, Brennan on the moor Bold, brave undaunted was young Brennan on the
moor
Now Brennan's wife had gone to town provisions for to buy And when she saw her Willie she commenced to weep
and cry Said, Hand to me that tenpenny, as soon as Willie spoke She handed him a blunderbuss from underneath her cloak
Brennan
on the moor, Brennan on the moor Bold, brave undaunted was young Brennan on the moor
Now with this loaded blunderbuss
- the truth I will unfold - He made the mayor tremble and he robbed him of his gold One hundred pounds was offered for
his apprehension there So he, with horse and saddle to the mountains did repair
Brennan on the moor, Brennan on
the moor Bold, brave undaunted was young Brennan on the moor
Now Brennan being an outlaw upon the mountains high With
cavalry and infantry to take him they did try He laughed at them with scorn until at last 'twas said By a false-hearted
woman he was cruelly betrayed
It was Brennan on the moor, Brennan on the moor Bold, brave undaunted was young Brennan
on the moor
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