School: Béal Dearg (roll number 11582)

Belderg More, Co. Mayo
Pádraig Mac Conghamhna

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The Mary Wilson

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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0139, Page 267

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The Mary Wilson I
The Mary Wilson was a noble ship, she was not very long. She could stand any storm, She was built so strong. Her crew ware 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 [?] 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 tremnling And he had every screech.

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