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1. Folklore - A Song - The Hills above the Town (continued)

   

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   And of you they'll make their own.
   Hes hard to please and cool at heart
   that wont feel quite at home.
   You'll ne'er forget a term spent,
   among those heathery hills,
   Where healthy sport and dances old,
   shall banish all your ills,
   They suffer bravely in their hearts
   and never wear a frown,
   Those are the kind of folk you'll meet
   on the hills above the town.

   In far off California
   our loved ones will be found,
   But they have left their hearts in Erin
   on the hills above the town,
   We'll keep and them tenderly until they
   do return, and they'll find a welcome,
   As of yore where the cheery peat fires burn,
   both night and morn our prayer will
   Be return when God wills and may you
   never leave those lofty heathery hills,
   May you in comfort ever live and may
   you joys abound,
   To prosper here for ever on the
   hills above the town.

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   History Edit

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Philomena Mc Loughlin

   Gender

   Female

   Address

   Letter, Co. Leitrim

   Informant

   Veronica Kelleher

   Gender

   Female

   Address

   Letter, Co. Leitrim