School: Lios Uí Ghrifín (roll number 12227)
- Location:
- Lissagriffin, Co. Cork
- Teacher: Seosamh Ó Duibhir
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0398, Page 468
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I sold my Charlie to a man whom they say a wife will take
He has all ready boarding in a hut near by the lake
he can fetch her with a race-horse, he can fly from all you see
They all can look at Charlie's tail
From the land of Cannawee.
V
Every Sunday he will drive to town, sure every thing he'll pass
The people all admire him, when they're coming home from Mass
Paul all high on his box seat, his heart is full of glee.
He says, "Go on you plucky lad.
You are the pride of Cannawee.
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Dhurode's fair hills and valleys
Are the fairest that I know;
Like sparkling gems of silver
And shining lumps of gold.
The stone crushers and water wheels,
And fine machinery
Are all in charge of old Pad Long,
From the English Company.
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They were erected by McCormick
From the heart of Goleen town(continues on next page)
