Scoil: Lios Uí Ghrifín (uimhir rolla 12227)
- Suíomh:
- Lios Uí Ghrífín, Co. Chorcaí
- Múinteoir: Seosamh Ó Duibhir
Tagairt chartlainne
Bailiúchán na Scol, Imleabhar 0398, Leathanach 464
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Ar an leathanach seo
- (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)V
For eight long days in the celtic
I ploughed the ocean wave
I prayed to be laid in Iceland
In some cold and lonely grave
You can imagine how I felt
When the bells for supper rang.
for that is the time I used to meet
Don Hurley's Daughter Han VI
When I landed in great New York
I thought my heart would break
And when at night I went to bed
Dreaming I would wake
I'd shake the sheets and blankets
To find her was my plan
I'd look beneath the mattress spring
To find my darling Han VII
Now I am landed home again.
I feel a happy man
When I was crossing Barley Cove.
I could see the home of Han.
And I would hear Snap Barking
Like I did in days of yore
And I could see her sewing machine
Three miles outside the Brow.(leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)
