School: Cill Chóirne (C.) (roll number 8829)
- Location:
- Kilcorney, Co. Cork
- Teacher: Eibhlín, Bean Uí Shúilleabháin
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0325, Page 185
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- (continued from previous page)He certainly would fall
They told him drive full steam ahead
Or else he’d get his card
And there they stood unnoticed
By the soldiers of the guard.
The train steamed off as usual
As you may plainly see.
A light upon the rail wad
The signal was to be.
The Train pulled up to Their surprise.
And a volley then rang out.
Put up your hands, your guns we want
That was our boys first shout.
And when the firing started
A solder soon did fall.
And by the papers you have seen
His name was John Boxall.
And the rest of them being a cowardly lot,
They walked out of the train
And handed up their rifles
To our leaders of Sinn Féin.
And while firing lasted
It was heard in Millstreet town
And Spotty with his Black & Tans
Was afraid to venture down.
For if he came, it was all the same,
A worse fate he would meet.(continues on next page)
