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Thread #33947   Message #877852
Posted By: Joe Offer
29-Jan-03 - 03:37 PM
Thread Name: Origin: Outlaw Rapparee
Subject: Lyr Add: THE OUTLAW RAPPAREE
this page gives attribution and lyrics, but is the attribution correct?
-Joe Offer-

THE OUTLAW RAPPAREE
by Seamus McGrath / Tom Brett / Michael O'Brien / James English

My spurs are rusted, my coat is rent, my plume is damp with rain
And the thistledown and the barleybeard are thick on my horse's mane
But my rifle's as bright as my sweetheart's eyes, my arm is strong and free
What care have I for your king or laws? I'm an outlawed rapparee.


Lift your glasses, friends, with mine and give your hand to me
I'm England's foe, I'm Ireland's friend, I'm an outlawed rapparee.


The mountain cavern is my home, high up in the crystal air
And my bed of limestone ironribbed and the brown heath smelling fair
Let George or William only send his troops to burn or loot.
We'll meet them up on equal ground and we'll fight them foot to foot.


Lift your glasses, friends, with mine and give your hand to me
I'm England's foe, I'm Ireland's friend, I'm an outlawed rapparee.


Hunted from out our father's home, pursued with steel and shot
And swift the warfare we must wage, or the gibbet'll be our lot
Hurrah! this war is welcome work, the hunted outlaw knows
He steps unto his country's love o'er the corpses of his foes.


Lift your glasses, friends, with mine and give your hand to me
I'm England's foe, I'm Ireland's friend, I'm an outlawed rapparee.