School: Béal Dearg (roll number 11582)

Béal Deirg Mór, Co. Mayo
Pádraig Mac Conghamhna
The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0139, Page 267

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  1. The Mary Wilson
    The Mary Wilson was a noble ship,
    She was not very long.
    She could stand any storm,
    She was built so strong.
    Her crew were four in number
    They thought that would do
    Mcdonnell was the Captain
    With Barry, Jack and Hugh
    It was on Thursday morning
    It being about twelve oclock
    When young and old from every part They came to see the wreck
    And when they landed on the beach Most desperate was the roar
    And there was poor Mary Wilson
    Lay wrecked upon the shore.
    The coastgards launched the galley And that without delay
    And as they were launching it
    Ashe he ran away.
    He was the only coward
    I saw upon the beach
    I declare his flesh was trembling
    And he had every screech.
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