My father used to sing this snatch of a song and I could never track down the rst of it, try as I might.

The night fell dark on Limerick and all the land lay still
As for our foe in ambush we lay beside the hill.
Long and patiently we waited to dash upon our prey
With noble Sarsfield at our head before the break of day,
"Give the word!" "The word is Sarsfield,and Sarsfield is the man."
'And here I am!' our general cried, as down on them we ran.
The Lord He cleared the firmament, the moon and stars gave light,
And for the battle of the Boyne we had revenge that night.

Anyone know any more?

Seamus