Musha, has Carey gone away, says the Shan Van Vocht,
He is getting great delay, says the Shan Van Vocht,
Sure he hasn't got his pay, and I hear he wants to say,
But they say he must go away, says the Shan Van Vocht.

Where is he going to go, says the Shan Van Vocht,
Oh, the devil a one will know, says the Shan Van Vocht,
To the Tiber or the Po, or to the great Moscow,
For to wander to and fro, says the Shan Van Vocht.

Oh, the devil a long he'll wander, says the Shan Van Vocht,
Before he goes he'll ponder, says the Shan Van Vocht,
Sure his picture's through the world,
Faith his whiskers might be curled ere his banner is unfurled, says the
                                                         Shan Van Vocht.

Well he was the devil's boy, says the Shan Van Vocht,
Sure the land he did destroy, says the Shan Van Vocht,
And our youth he did decoy, the man as well as boy,
But Webb did him annoy, says the Shan Van Vocht.

He was a traitor from the first, says the Shan Van Vocht,
The ground he walks is cursed, says the Shan Van Vocht,
He's as treacherous as a cat or a pig that's reared a pet,
His equal you can't get, says the Shan Van Vocht.

And hasn't he a brother, says the Shan Van Vocht,
Sure they both would hang their mother, says the Shan Van Vocht,
If Marwood was to die, don't think but Jem would try
To be hangman bye and bye, says the Shan Van Vocht.

Typed note at bottom of page:
Shan Van Vocht is an anglicazation of Sean Bhean Bhoct or the poor old woman, an
allegorical name for Ireland.  Carey was the traitor who betrayed the invincibles.

Transcribed July 16, 2000 by T. M. Carlsen