School: Leath-fhearann, Malla (roll number 3548)
- Location:
- Laharan, Co. Cork
- Teacher: R. Barrow
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A Local Song
“My home in Killavoy.”
There's a lovely spot in Erin, where the fields are ever green,
Of all the lands I've ever travelled, its the fairest I have seen.
Its that old townland in Rebel Cork, where I bade my friends good bye,
When I crossed the broad Atlantic, from my Home in Killavoy.
II
Above its virgin pastures Mount Hillary peaks so blue,
Look down upon the valley where the Glen grows softly through
How often on its grassy banks I played in days gone- by,
Oh! my friends were all around me in my Home in Killavoy.
III
There the lads are brave and daring and the girls are all true,
How well the helped the flying column when they fought for Roisin Dubh.
And when before the Black-in-tans our heroes had to fly,
They came and they found shelter in our Homes in Killavoy.
IV
Oh! my heart is grieved to leave it but the Free State would not give,
To Erin's sons and daughters an honest way to live.
I hope that on her future days, when Erin's flag rolls high,
Proclaiming a Republic I'll go back to Killavoy.
This song was composed by Christy Callaghan about his native townland, Killavoy. He has long since imigrated to America.
- Informant
- Denis Callaghan
- Gender
- Male
- Age
- 70
- Address
- Lyre, Co. Cork