School: Béal Átha an Dá Chab

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   “Tis the Green- oh the Green 'tis the colour of the true”

   

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   So, we;ll up for the green, and we'll up for the green,
   Oh, to die is far better than be curst as we have been;
   Oh, we've hearts - oh we've hearts, boys, full true enough I ween,
   To rescue and to raise again our own immortal green.

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   They may swear, as they often did, our wretchedness to cure;
   But we'll never trust John Bull again, nor let his lies allure;
   No we won't - no we won't, Bull, for now or evermore!
   For we've hopes on the ocean, and we've trust on the shore.
   Then up for the green, boys, and up for the green,
   Shout it back to the Sasanach, "We'll never sell the green,"
   For our Tone is coming back and with men enough, I ween,
   To rescue, and avenge us and our own immortal green.

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   Oh, remember, the days when their reign

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   History Edit

   Topics

   1. seánra
      1. filíocht
         1. filíocht na ndaoine (~9,504)

   Language

   English

   Collector

   Nora Donovan

   Gender

   Female

   Address

   An Chuailleach Mhór, Co. Chorcaí

   Informant

   Mr T. O' Donovan

   Relation

   Parent

   Gender

   Male

   Age

   c. 56

   Occupation

   Farmer

   Address

   An Chuailleach Mhór, Co. Chorcaí