School: Kilsarcon (C.) (roll number 14798)

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   I saluted this damsel, she asked for a smoke
   I said my pipe it was empty, and that was no joke.
   She said put a bit in, and I will wait here for a while,
   We will have a smoke in conjunction going side by side,
   To this damsel by haste I soon gave consent.
   I made the best of my way, and to Larry Bet's in I went
   Where I got a knife, and packed my doudin,
   And I gave it to the duckie, when it was in full steam
   We talked, and we walked, together and to me then says she,
   "I love you as a brother", no love you have lost then then quickly said I.
   I thought my pipe she woud empty, or fog till she die.
   Chorous
   When we came to the cross "Here is your pipe she did say"
   I put my finger in and ti went down to the clay.
   You finished it out indeed I did sing when a stone from the road at my head she did fling.
   She struck me in the napper, which gave me a great shock.
   I made the best of my way, to the top of the rock,
   Where my mind it was pondering and my head it was sore,
   I prayed on my knees, that I would not meet her any more.
   Chorous

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   History Edit

   Topics

   1. seánra
      1. filíocht
         1. filíocht na ndaoine (~9,504)

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Han Healy

   Gender

   Female

   Address

   Knocknaharan, Co. Chiarraí

   Informant

   Timothy Sullivan

   Gender

   Male

   Age

   86

   Address

   An Charcair, Co. Chiarraí