School: Drom Dhá Liag (C.) (roll number 12230)

Location:
Drimoleague, Co. Cork
Teacher:
Bean Uí Dhrisceoil
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  1. An Old Song (continued)

    Oh God be with you Dimoleague and High St there my home And parents kind and brothers fond

    (continued from previous page)
    I'm a gay young Drimoleague Boy
    II
    Tis well I do remember too
    The Drimoleague quarries old
    And the gallant men who worked in them
    With courage stout and bold
    Those men are famed in history's page
    For workmanship and skill
    They like brothers help each other
    At the crowbar and the drill.
    iIII
    From my father's home in High St.
    Owen's mountains can be seen
    Where the river Ilen rises
    And flows into Skibbereen
    There grows the heather green and wild
    And many a poteen still
    Lies hidden in the bosom
    Of Owen's lofty hill
    (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