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 Kilworth Mountain he commenced his wild career And many a wealthy nobleman before him shook with fear Chorus: It was Brennan on the moor, Brennan on the moor Bold, brave and undaunted was young Brennan on the moor One day upon the highway as young Willie he went down He met the mayor of Cashell 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 Now Brennan's wife had gone to town provisions for to buy And when she saw her Willie she commenced to weep and cry He said, Hand to me a tenpenny, as soon as Willie spoke She handed him a blunderbuss from underneath her cloak Now with this loaded blunderbuss, the truth I will unfold He made the mayor to 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 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

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