School: Leatbeg (roll number 16146)

Location:
Leat Beg, Co. Donegal
Teacher:
Mrs Peoples

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The Hills of Donegal

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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 1091, Page 178

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The Hills of Donegal
I
Oh, Donegal the pride of all my heart still turns to thee.
My cottage home where oft I've roamed when I was young and free.
Big houses grand in a foreign land cannot compare atall
To my cottage bright on a Winter's night on the hills of Donegal.
II
Right well, I mind the harvest time that doleful dreary day
When I was leaving all in Donegal to wander far away
Near Creeslough town my friends stood round I bade farewell to all
And from the van I waved my hand to the hills of Donegal.
III
Gazing back through Barns' gap on my own native hill
I thought no shame, (oh, who could blame) 'twas there I cried my fill
My parents kind ran in my mind my friends and comrades all
My heart did ache I thought 'twound

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Collector
Maggie Carr
Gender
female
Address
Glinsk, Co. Donegal
Language
English