Ho, brother Teague, dost hear the decree? Lillibullero bullen a la We are to have a new deputy Lillibullero bullen a la Refrain: Lero Lero Lillibullero Lillibullero bullen a la Lero Lero Lero Lero Lillibullero bullen a la Oh by my soul it is a Talbot Lillibullero bullen a la And he will cut every Englishman’s throat Lillibullero bullen a la Refrain Now Tyrconnell is come ashore Lillibullero bullen a la And we shall have commissions galore Lillibullero bullen a la Refrain And everyone that won’t go to Mass Lillibullero bullen a la He will be turned out to look like an ass Lillibullero bullen a la Refrain Now the heretics all go down Lillibullero bullen a la By Christ and St Patrick’s the nation’s our own Lillibullero bullen a la Refrain There was an old prophecy found in a bog Lillibullero bullen a la The country’d be ruled by an ass and a dog Lillibullero bullen a la Refrain Now this prophecy is all come to pass Lillibullero bullen a la For James is the dog and Tyrconnell’s the ass Lillibullero bullen a la Refrain