School: Drong (2)
- Location:
- Drung, Co. Cavan
- Teacher: Bean Uí Fháinín
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 1022, Page 396
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Old Song (continued)
“I cut my stick and I greased my brogues”
(continued from previous page)With my Tilly. etc.5. I paid the captain six thirteens
To carry me over to Parkgate.
Before we went the half of the road,
The ship drove at H of a hard rate
6 The gentle men were all afraid
The ladies were all fainting
But I pulled out my bread and cheese
I always thought of the main thing
Chorus
8 On we drove at a H of rate
Till we came to the place of landing
"By Jove," says I, "I'll be one of the first
For you've got stories of riches.
And when you all were in the deep
Your hearts were in your breaches,"
Chorus
9 As I was going up the street
I met a man on the road, Sir.
"Good morrow to you Sir" Says I.
But he proved a mighty, toad, Sir
Twas at the owner of a Cave.
He pulled a pistol out, Sir,
He cocked the muzzle, '"hat' a shame!
Up to my very snout, Sir,
"Your money! D, your Irish eyes"(continues on next page)