Volume: CBÉ 0220 (Part 3)

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1. Old Song (continued)

   

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   Your diet shall be dressed in rotation
   The best that the house can afford
   And the longer with me you're acquainted
   The better you'll like me I know

   She showed me the meadow next morning
   And told me to cut it quite low
   And as soon as I entered the corner
   She said I was cutting too slow

   So I done my endeavours to plaze her
   As I being so far from my home
   And she said if I worked for her faithfully
   She'd soon make the farm me own

   I saved all her hay from the storm
   I thrashed both her wheat and her oats
   And then I demanded my wages
   And said I was going for the road

   She said do not go and forsake me
   And leave me in Grief all alone
   I'll keep you from going through hard labour
   And sweet Bansha on you I'll bestow

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   Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.

   History Edit

   Item type

   cbe.types.AMH

   Language

   English

   Writing mode

   Handwritten

   Writing script

   Roman script

   Informant

   • James Carey