School: Araglin (C.), Cill Úird (roll number 9248)

Location:
Araglin, Co. Cork
Teacher:
Caitlín Ní Cheallacháin
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  1. A Song (continued)

    I tightened up my boots, my boyo

    (continued from previous page)
    I tightened up my boots, my boys,
    And I ran against the hill,
    But here comes Snowball after me,
    But thanks to God he fell.
    I hid myself in an ivy bush,
    In Mrs Geary's ground,
    If I lay there for seven years,
    I never would be found.
    So now to conclude and finish,
    I must lay down my pen,
    My arms are scarce able,
    Those grievous lines to fill.
    So fill your bumpers to the brim,
    Let the toast go merrily round,
    Here's a health to Willie Ryan,
    The pride of Kilworth town.
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.