School: Kildalkey (B.) (roll number 867)
- Location:
- Kildalkey, Co. Meath
- Teacher: Muiris Ó Fearghail
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0695, Page 023
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Local Songs (continued)
“Alas the page of Moore's this is craped in garl of woe.”
(continued from previous page)A most majestic pile.
Of ancient fame, o'er Dutch or Dane
Set foot upon out Isle
Told by James Simons.
Local Songs
“There is one doctor Dolan, A story, I will tell, If you'd only listen to me just as I tell.”
There is one doctor Dolan,
A story, I will tell,
If you'd only listen,
To me just as I tell.
He has a little farm
His house is lake a Dun,
For to protect his bottles
Sure he keeps his uncle's funeral,
Himself and Old Cosmore.
They drank hand and fist,
In Mack's and Mary's,
Until they'd get no more,
They both went out upon the street,
Said Dolan I'll go home
He went up straight to Clonans,
Where he played up Garry Owen.
Then Old Cosmore turned in to Mat Mack's yard
Where he kept his motor car
There he met Cove Farrelly.(continues on next page)