School: Garrdha na Cailce (Garnakilla) (roll number 15418)

Garranakilka, Co. Tipperary
Séamus Ó Riain
The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0543, Page 079

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  1. The moon shone down on Dublin town,
    When the deadly fight was over
    And thousands lay on the battle field
    Their bodies to claim no more
    The moon shone down on O'Connells Bridge
    Whos a dying rebel lay
    His body lay stretched
    And his arms were stiff
    And his lives blood flown away
    A passing comrade heard his moans
    And the sufferer soon was found
    He gently raised his aching head
    Up from the cold cold ground
    Softly and gently comrade he said
    No longer on earth will I stay
    Nor will I ever more roam to my native home
    Its Tipperary far far away
    A lock of my hair, I pray you will take to my Mother far over the sea
    And when she'll gaze all on it, she'll softly think of me
    Tell her it's down by the Liffey side my moulding hens do lay
    There's a vision of light before my sight
    In Tipperary far far away
    (continues on next page)
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
    Dan Lee
    Coumbeg, Co. Tipperary