School: Glenahulla, Mitchelstown (roll number 12446)
- Location:
- Glennahulla, Co. Cork
- Teacher: Máiréad Bean Uí Réagáin
Archival Reference
The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0376, Page 036
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As I roamed out one morning on the 29th of June.
I rambled into an old churchyard to view a lonely tomb.
I overheard an old man say as the tears rolled from his eyes
'Tis underneath that cold green sod, poor Peter Crowley lies.II
Come tell me Peter Crowley, come tell me, brave and true
Who entered into Kilclooney wood that day along with you
Who stood behind an old oak tree and fired a signal gun.
And said he died for Ireland's rights,
'Tis you my darling son.III
And that same hand that carried this gun(continues on next page)
- Collector
- Máiréad Bean Uí Réagáin
- Gender
- Female
- Occupation
- Múinteoir
