Hi, here's something that might fit the bill, to begin with, the first of five verses in the English of the song The Sean-Bhean Bhocht.

O! The French are on the sea,
Says the sean-bean bhocht;
The French are on the sea,
Says the sean-bhean bhocht;
O! the French are in the bay,
They'll be here without delay,
And the Orange will decay,
Says the sean-bean bhocht.

While on the other hand there's:-

An tSean-Bhean Bhocht.

Ta na Francaigh teacht thar saile
Ars an tSean-bhean bhocht.
Ta na Francaigh teacht thar saile,
Ars an tSean-bhean bhocht.
Taid ag teacht le soilse re,
Beiid anseo le fainne an lae,
'S beidh ar namhaid go craite treith
Ars an tSean-bhean bhocht.

Is ca mbeidh cruinniu na Feinne?
Ars an .............
Is ca mbeidh cruinniu na Feinne?
Ars an...........
Thios ar bhanta leathan reidh,
Cois Chill Dara ghramhar sheimh,
Pici glana 's claimhte faobhair,
Ars an...............

Is a bhfaighimid fos ar saoirse?
Ars an ..............
Is an bhfaighimid fos ar saoirse?
Ars an ..................
Beimid saor 'dir bhun is craobh,
Beimid saor o thaobh go taobh,
Saor go deo le cabhair na naomh!
Ars an ..................

Credited to Michael O'Suilleabhain a d'aistrigh.

Both from the book"Songs of 1798" published by Irish Freedom Press e-mail: saoirse@iol.ie.