School: The Downs (roll number 8875)
- Location:
- The Downs, Co. Westmeath
- Teacher: S. Molloy
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0730, Page 210
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An Old Song
“My feet are here on broadway, Here this Blessed harvest morn,”
An old Song.
My feet are here on broadway,
Here this Blessed harvest morn,
But oh, the ache thats in them,
For the place where I was born.
My weary hands are blistered,
From working cold and heat,
But oh, to swing a scythe today,
Through fields of Irish Wheat,
Had I the choice to wander back,
Or own a King's abode,
Tis soon I would see the hawthorne tree,
Beside the Old Bog Road.
When I was young and restless,
My mind was ill at ease,
From dreaming of America and
gold beyond the sea's,
Sorrow take their money for tis hard
to find that same,
And what's the world to any man,
That no-one speaks his name.
For here I am in broadway,
Building bricks by load,
A long three thousand miles away,
From the Old Bog Road.
There was a decent girl too,
Who used to walk with me,(continues on next page)
- Collector
- Annie Cleary
- Gender
- Female
- Address
- The Downs, Co. Westmeath
- Informant
- Christopher Monaghan
- Gender
- Male
- Age
- 38
- Address
- The Downs, Co. Westmeath