Imleabhar: CBÉ 0189
- Dáta
- 1935
- Bailitheoir
- Suíomhanna
Ar an leathanach seo
Old Song
“Oh then rise up gallant Sweeney...”
OLD SONG"Oh then rise up gallant Sweeney
You have me nearly robbed
You're sitting by the fire all day from clean daylight til dark.
You're sitting by the fire all day with Your dudeen in your gob
I'm afeared You'll ne'r be able to plough the Rocks of BánMe shoes they're getting worn me socks they're getting thin
My weary heart is breaking I'm afeared it won't wear them
The win' and rainblowing o'er me head from clear daylight til dawn
I'm afeared they'll n'eer be able to plough the Rocks of Bán Rise up gallant Sweeney and give your horses hay
Don't feed them ove green marshes(leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)