Scoil: Tobar Pádraig (uimhir rolla 4764)

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1. A Ghost Story (ar lean)

   

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   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   the field coming home late at night with their gubeens on their backs, and they said to each other. "This is the field where the son meets the father". While the women were passing, every candle in the field quenched and lit up when they were gone. A very bad looking crowd faced over to the son, and the father told him to lay his foot on his foot, and as soon as he did these spirits moved off. The father told him that these were evil spirits. He shook hands with him and told him never to be out late at night, and he'd be going straight to Heaven, and thank you. John Ryan.

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2. The Limerick Hurlers

   

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   The Limerick Hurlers.

   Composed by John Ryan.

   
   I.
   On the 30th of September, in the year of '34.
   I started out to see a pal, but he went the day before.
   Then alone and plain, I took the train, or at least the train took me.
   To Dublin town, of high renown, the hurling match to see.

   II.
   When I arrived, the crowd was great. I could not count them all.
   I thought that all, now dead and gone were up for the last call.
   And still the trains came steaming in, and the popular compass showed.
   That north and south, from Cork to Louth converged on Jones' Road.

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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