The Protestant Soldiers Resolution to Fight for
KING WILLIAM,
(Who is now gone for Ireland) against the Irish Rebels, and
French-Papists, both by Sea and Land, being incouragement for all
True Hearted Protestants to follow Them.
Tune, My life and my death: Or, Let Cesar live long. Licensed according to Order.
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OUr great King and Army is gone over the Sea,
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For to Fight all the French men where ever they be,
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Brave boys that will stand by the side of a King,
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Which will unto England much honour bring;
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Then boys let's take courage to fight till we dye,
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To make the proud Rebels in Ireland fly
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We will joyn our Army with the Enskilling boys,
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For to Kill and to Conquer the Irish Dear Joyes;
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Tryconnel himself shall be put to the Sword,
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Whom once they did love, and call'd him their Lord;
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Then boys let's take courage to sight till we dye.
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To make the proud French men and Irish men fly.
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The French men of late unto England have been foes,
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But now we are resolved to pay them with blows,
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James to be sure he may well scratch his ear,
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When the noise of King William's brave boys he shall hear,
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Then boys let's take courage to fight til we dye,
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To make the proud Rebels in Ireland flye.
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Our noble Duke Scomberg he shall lead the Van,
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At the Head of our Army King William will stand;
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Through fire and sword brave boys we will fight,
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For to maintain the cause of the Protestant right,
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Then boys lets take courage to fight till we dye,
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To make the proud French men, and Irish men flye,
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When our Army's drawn up, let this be the word,
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The But-end of the Musket, or the Edge of the Sword
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With our Musket & Sword we will shew them such play,
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We will follow and pursue them they once run away;
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Then boys let's take courage to fight till we dye,
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To make the proud Rebels in Ireland flye.
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We will face our Enemy in every place,
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Towns, Towers, or Castles, 'tis in a good case,
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Protestant boys we will fight for the Cause
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Of England old Eng[l]and, her Right and her Laws;
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Then boys let's take courage to fight till we dye
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To make the proud french men and Irish men flye.
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the noble Duke Grafton, with his Fleet at Sea
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will fight all our Enemies where ever they be;
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Their Cannons shall rore, and the Bullets shall [fly]e,
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And thunder so loud that shall Ecco the Sky.
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Then boys let's take courage to fight till we dye.
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To make the proud French men upon the Sea flye.
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Our English brave Sea-men shall stand upon Deck,
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who scorns for to fly from the face of a Turk;
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Pope, Devil, and French-men, come all if you dare,
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Now our Army is ready, we will fight any where;
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By Sea and by Land, we will fight till we dye,
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For to make the proud French men upon the sea flye.
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You Cowardly French men appear on the Sea,
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Though you in your Fleet have more Ships than we,
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Our English brave Ships shall stand like a Town,
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For to burn all your Ships, and beat your Masts down
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By Sea and by Land, we will fight while we d[ye],
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For to make the proud French men upon the sea flye.
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