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1. Snatches of Old Songs

   “When I was a little boy "Curly the Quarter" at the fair used to sing-”

   

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   When I was a little boy "Curly the Quarter" at the fair used to sing-: "Although she's from the mountain Her stockings being white I'd like to be squeezing her garthers Agus fághaimíd siúd mar atá sé" ………………………….. Also old men used to go round from door to door singing and beating a tongs at the same time:- "Under the tree I fed my hen, My cock, cock, cock oo Every good woman likes her cock, And I love my cock too. II Under the tree I fed my goat My goat megely megely Every good woman etc.

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   Topics

   1. genre
      1. poetry
         1. folk poetry (~9,504)

   Languages

   Irish

   English

   Informant

   James Collins

   Gender

   Male

   Age

   83

   Address

   Rosslague, Co. Cork

2. Old Customs

   

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   When I was a little girl (Máire Bean Uí Coileáin) my mother (R.I.P) who came from Achill Sound. Co. Mayo (a native Irish Speaker) was always careful to take a red coal from the fire and drop it into the water that had just washed feet. She too, always would make certain to "throw out" the same water.
   I thought it strange, but quietly made up my mind that she was odd.

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