School: Baile Stiabhna, Askeaton (roll number 7900)

Location:
Ballysteen, Co. Limerick
Teacher:
Caitlín Ní Shúilleabháin
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    Oh, the days gone by! Oh, the days gone by!
    The story of our island home, her martyrs' dying sigh!
    My blood was fired to madness and coursed a- through my veins
    And I longed to be by Owen's side on Benburb's bloody plains;
    And oft, in dreams, when 'hunted down' I've climbed the mountain high
    Or vengeance wreaked with Rory, in the days gone by.
    Oh! the days gone by - will they ever come again?
    The glory of the sunsets and the fields of golden grain.
    The music of the songbirds and April's smiles and tears,
    The day-dream of a risen land, of clashing pikes and spears?
    Ah! never from my heart will fade these memories of joy
    When life was like a story in the days gone by.
    Written by T.B. Naughton
    Words supplied by Mary Naughton
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
    Topics
    1. genre
      1. poetry
        1. folk poetry (~9,504)
    Language
    English
    Collector
    Mary Naughton
    Gender
    Female
    Informant
    T. B. Naughton