School: Tullogher, Ros Mhic Treoin (roll number 14648)

Location:
Tullagher, Co. Kilkenny
Teacher:
Mrs Winnie Murphy
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  1. (continued from previous page)
    'Twas ther we fell in company
    With a parcel of jovial boys,
    They asked us for our names, "me" boys,
    And our crimes for to make known,
    We up and boldly told them
    We were "White Feet" far from home.
    The third days march we had "me" boys
    From Fermoy to the Cove of Cork,
    'Twas there we had to stop three days
    Before we could embark,
    'Twas there we had to stop three days
    Expectin' our reprieve,
    But to our sad misfortune,
    We did find no relief.
    Our ship she's in Cork Harbour
    And she's covered o'er with sails
    From the Cove of Cork to Botany
    God send her a pleasant gale,
    From the Cove of Cork to Botany,
    For fourteen years of life
    So all we have to do "me" boys
    Is to chose a "purty" wife.
    Our jackets they are grey, "me" boys,
    And turned up with blue,
    And when we land in Botany,
    What will our sweethearts do?
    (continues on next page)
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
    Topics
    1. genre
      1. poetry
        1. folk poetry (~9,504)
    Language
    English