School: Log na nGall (roll number 15663)
- Location:
- Lugnagall, Co. Sligo
- Teachers: Tomás Ó Hodhráin Bean Uí Hodhráin
Archival Reference
The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0157, Page 122
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Dearest loved one, Im here but still lonesome
While thinking of you far away,
You're exiled by the hand of oppression
Three thousand miles over the sea
While I set here I'm still thinking
As the stream flows along to the tide
Of the days of my youth near sweet Sligo
On the banks of the sweet mountain sideII
Oh, I'd love for to rove through these bowers
The gardens and lanes all around
I knew every person was in it
From the new bridge up to the town
O surely, they were all kind-hearted
And it's there I would love to reside
In the home of my youth near sweet Sligo
On the banks of the fair mountainsideIII
There you never need cultivate flowers
In the fields they spontaneously grow
And the milkmaid she joins in sweet chorus
With the linnet the lark and cuckoo
In the hawthorn hedges all crimson(continues on next page)
- Collector
- Anna Scanlan
- Gender
- Female
