School: Carraig Áluinn (roll number 16.474)
- Location:
- Carrigallen, Co. Leitrim
- Teacher: Pádhraic Mag Uidhir
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0228, Page 057a
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- I
'Twas in fair Co. Leitrim in CarrigallenTown
That brave O'Neill, the blacksmith, our cruel foes put down
Those bigots thought they'd trample on the friends of Granuaile,
But Breffni had a leader bold in fearless John O'Neill.
II
The cowards called for peace and our braves had left for home
Then when they saw so few in town they cursed the Church of Rome.
They swore they'd wipe out rebels then in Carrigallen town.
"Down, Papists vile," they loudly cried, "Down, Croppies low, lie down."
III
O'Neill flung out his weapons then, and marshalled all his men
White youths were sent to spread the news, through many a hill and glen.
To fight that mighty multitude it surely did seem vain,
But quickly on the foemen fell our blows like wintry rain.
IV
O'Neill the bold, like Myles of old, is mowing down the Gall,
The faithful few who still stand true, are pressed against the wall.(continues on next page)
