Volume: CBÉ 0220 (Part 1)

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1. Song - Carrig River

   

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   I
   As I roamed out one evening in the pleasant month of May,
   It was down by Carrig River I carelessly did stray,
   When the hawthorn and sweet briar it would your heart illume,
   And the rippling of the waters when the "frockuns" were in bloom.
   II
   I often times in vain regret the things I might have seen.
   I've seen the past but can't forget the things that might have been,
   As I strolled along the small brids song went rippling through the sky,
   O'er the lonely church of Carrig hill where '98 men lie.
   III
   I often times go view the graves where my school mates do lie,
   We often joined in harmless sport in the day that's long gone by.

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   Item type

   cbe.types.AMH

   Language

   English

   Writing mode

   Handwritten

   Writing script

   Roman script