School: Scoil an Chlochair, Dún Bleisce (roll number 14625)
- Location:
- Doon, Co. Limerick
- Teacher: An tSr. Regis
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0519, Page 157
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- (continued from previous page)And may you soon be sent out O,
your oath I don't regard a pin
To sign my condemnation O,
My jury will be gentleman
And grant me my acquittal O""The consequence be what it will
A Peeler's law you must fear O.
I'll handcuff you and stop your tongue.
And march you off to prison O.
you villain, sure you can't deny
Before the judge or Jury O
your always armed and law defy
and dangerous to all the people O."
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“My feet are sore, my boots are wore, ¶ And, I'm limping like a frog.”
My feet are sore, my boots are wore, And, I'm limping like a frog.
My wages they are very small,
I smoke them all in fags.
But some fine day I'll go away,
to seek a better job
and bid adieu to all of you
Like the Jackas in the Bog.
