School: Scoil an Chlochair, Dún Bleisce (roll number 14625)

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1. The Road between Newport and Ray (continued)

   

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   Tis there you'll pull up at a tavern
   The like you wont find every day
   Tis kept by a man named Mick Murphy
   On the road between Newport and Ray.

   Tis there you'll find good living people
   Hospitality flowing at their doors
   The same as their wives and their daughters
   They'd supply to the wants of the poor
   And the stranger no matter wherever
   If you chance for to come by the way
   You'll never be hungry or thirsty
   On the road between N. & Ray.

   Miss Annie, she'll bring down her fiddle
   And play up a sweet Irish air.
   While Hanora will tend on the travellers
   She's a lassie with curling brown hair
   Mick Murphy himself he is civil and the
   law he would strictly obey
   He'd sell a traveller 4 pints on a Sunday
   On the road between N. and Ray.

   Old Lizzie she is nice and civil
   She'd laugh at what you would say
   But she'd fill you no (glass) pint without money

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