School: Árd-chill
- Location:
- Ardkill More, Co. Cavan
- Teacher: Bean Uí Chonalláin
Archival Reference
The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0978, Page 287
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Condemed you are to die.
Its the Crosdoney road we trod my boys
Without the least delay
Unto the spot where Bell was shot
We went on the right way".
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T'was around the mote of Ballinagh,
They spent the whole long day,
Drinking and corrousing till young
Donal got away.
They played up the Boyne waters
They camped upon the green,
And Mollies sons with swords and guns
Were well fit to be seen.
And Mollies sons with swords and guns
They cameth ten thousand score
With flint and steel they held the field
That day in Garrymore.
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But now I'm in America
My master likes me well,
But its little he knows
That I am the chap that
shot Drumcarben Bell.
So now I'm in America(continues on next page)
