School: Gortermone

Gortermone, Co. Leitrim
Mrs A. O' Reilly

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Tom Kilheaney

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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0229, Page 246

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It happened once upon a time,
As sages state where sage sublime,
That Tom Kilheaney stout and straight
Prepared his pike in ninety-eight
And from Drumkeeran did advance,
To join the gallant sons of France
Thus hastily equipped for War
He journeyed on for Castlebar
Where there he showed good Irish play
Before the saxon ran away
And often times that day he said
Thank God the green waves o'er the red
Next morning for Colooney then
He marched with the Killala men,
Where victory again did smile
Upon the banner of our Isle
The rank (rank)and file with lances long,
Unfailing nerves and sinews strong,
Their vengeful mandate did obey
Which crowned them victors of that day.
And brilliant was Kilheaney's luck
Until he arrived at Ballinamuck.
But by reverse of fortune there
He had to fly in wild despair,
O'er hill and valley maid and moor
His life not for one moment sure
That night beneath the hedge he lay
Until it was approaching day.

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