School: Lios an Chairn (roll number 10390)

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1. Local Songs (continued)

   “You gallant sons of Ennis-Isle,”

   

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   Was the first tune they played
   And it was their cry as they passed by
   Where is the ribbon blade?
   The Breffni blood began to boil
   Like any burling rill
   So thus a few did them persue
   And they met on Ardrum Hill.

   In the first encounter they made a grand attack
   They took their guns and bayonets
   And tore down the Orange flage
   Outnumbered strong as ten to one
   Our brave boys did not fail
   Till they showed the scum
   They were true sons
   Of poor old Granuale.

   Now said the Chief "where is the Priest his house we will consume
   But He saved our lives all in disguise
   While praying in his room
   Around the walls they fired balls
   The roof and riggings tore
   But he defied that lowly tribe
   That walked through Ballinamore
   Fifty rounds on the ground they fired at our men
   But we had a guide at our right-hand side although he prayed within.

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   History Edit

   Topics

   1. genre
      1. poetry
         1. folk poetry (~9,504)

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Mary Margret Martin

   Gender

   Female

   Informant

   Paddy Mc Govern

   Gender

   Male

   Address

   Drumarigna, Co. Leitrim