This ballad relates the story of Martin Savage, an Officer of the Dublin Brigade of the IRA who was killed in an ambush at Ashtown., Co. Dublin on December 19th 1919. It is sung to the air of "The Snowy-Breasted Pearl."
[G7] Twas a [C] cold [F] December [C] day A [Em] lorry [Dm] ploughed its [G7]way 'Midst [C] bullets splash and [F] play On [G7] Ashtown [C] Road...[F][C] In that car a living tool Of England's hated rule There was begun a duel On Ashtown Road. Young Savage, unafraid, With gun and hand grenade Attacked them undismayed, On Ashtown Road. But a bullet laid him low From a rifle of the foe, That' s another debt we owe For Ashtown Road. But another day shall dawn Like that cold December morn When a martyr's name was born On Ashtown Road. We laid him in a grave Where the willows sadly wave, Oh! son of Erin brave, Farewell to thee.