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    Brennan on the Moor
    Album: I Love Sing Along Irish Pub Favorites
     
    Traditional
    According to Burl Ives this tune was popular in Ireland, Scotland and America. The first printed appearance of the tune was on broadsides around 1850. William Brennan was a highwayman in the late 1700s. He operated around the Kilworth mountains in County Cork. Brennan was hanged at Cork in 1804.  
     
     
    Oh it's of a brave young highway man this story I will tell.
    His name was Willie Brennan and in Ireland he did dwell.
    Twas on the Kinsworth mountains he commenced his wild career
    And many a wealthy nobleman before him shook with fear

    And it's Brennan on the Moor, Brennan on the Moor
    Bold, brave and 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 falsehearted woman he was cruelly betrayed.

    And it's Brennan on the Moor, Brennan on the Moor
    Bold, brave and undaunted was young Brennan on the Moor.

    Additional Verses:

    One day upon the highway as young Willie he went down
    He met the mayor of Cashiell 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
    Said, Hand to me that 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

    They hanged Brennan at the crossroads, in chains he hung and dried
    But still they say that, in the night, some do see him ride
    They see him with his blunderbuss, all in the midnight chill
    Along, along the King's highway rides Willie Brennan still!

     

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