Scoil: Adamstown (uimhir rolla 3755)

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1. Ballad - The Ballyshannon Lane (ar lean)

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   Till six bayonets pressed through his rebel breast
   In Ballyshannon Lane.

   In Keating's bawn ere the morning's dawn.
   When the barn was all in flames,
   My three uncles fell, I grieve to tell
   That's Martin, Tom and James.
   Whilst my Aunt Kate stood at the gate
   Herself and child were slain.
   And my teeth I clenched to be revenged
   In Ballyshannon Lane.

   This was the song that my mother sang
   Into my youthful ears.
   And down her cheeks for weeks and weeks,
   Rolled hot, and scalding tears.
   My brother Mike forged me a pike
   To take to the hills again.
   And if Ireland need, I am here to bleed,
   In Ballyshannon Lane.

   

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   Baile Uí Sheanáin, Co. Loch Garman

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