a la" is repeated after every line in each verse. Those repetitions are omitted after the first verse here to save space. 1686 Version 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 And he will cut every Englishman's throat (Refrain) Though, by my soul, the English do prate The law's on their side and the devil knows what (Refrain) But if dispense do come from the Pope We'll hang Magna Carta and themselves on a rope (Refrain) And the good Talbot is now made a Lord And with his brave lads he's coming aboard (Refrain) Who all in France have taken a swear, That they will have no Protestant heir (Refrain) Now Tyrconnell is come ashore And we shall have commissions galore (Refrain) And everyone that won't go to Mass He will be turned out to look like an ass Now the heretics all go down By Christ and St Patrick's the nation's our own (Refrain) There was an old prophecy found in a bog The country'd be ruled by an ass and a dog (Refrain) Now this prophecy is all come to pass For Talbot's the dog and Tyrconnell's the ass (Refrain) 1688 Version By Chreist, my dear Morish, vat maukes de sho' sad ? The heretics jear us and mauke me mad. (Refrain) Pox take me, dear Teague, but I am in a rage, Poo', what impidence is in dish age? (Refrain) Vat if Dush should come as dey hope, To up hang us for all de dispense of de Pope? (Refrain) Dey shay dat Tyrconnel's a friend to de mash, For which he's a traitor, a pimp, and an ass. (Refrain) Ara', plague tauke me know, I make a swar, I to Shent Tyburn will mauke a great prayer. (Refrain) Oh, I will pray to Shent Patrick's frock, Or to Loreto's sacred smock. (Refrain) Now, a pox tauke me, what dost dow tink, De English confusion to Popery drink. (Refrain) And, by my shoul, de mash house pull down, While dey were swearing de Mayor of de town. (Refrain) Oh, fait and be, I'll mauke de decree, And swar by de Chancellor's modesty; (Refrain) Dat I no longer in