School: Garrdha na Cailce (Garnakilla) (roll number 15418)
- Location:
- Garranakilka, Co. Tipperary
- Teacher: Séamus Ó Riain
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0543, Page 129
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- As an Irish boy was leaving,
Leaving his Native home,
Crossing the broad Atlantic wave,
Once more he wished to roam.
And as he was leaving his Mother,
Walking down the quay,
He threw his arms around her neck
And these are the words he said.
(Chorus)A Mother's love is a blessing,
No matter where you roam,
Keep her while she' living
You'll miss her while she' gone
Love her as in Childhood
Though feeble old and grey,
For you'l never miss a Mothers love
Till she's buried beneath the clay.
(II)As the years roll onward,
I'll settle down in life,
I'll choose a nice young Irish girl,
And I'll take her to be my wife.
And as the kids grow older,
They'll play around my knee
I'll teach them the very same lessons
As my Mother taught to me.
(Chorus)
