School: Dernakesh (B)
- Location:
- Dernakesh, Co. Cavan
- Teacher: T. Ó Comhraidhe
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 1017, Page 406
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- (continued from previous page)mind and tear dimmed eye
He watched the risen moon
Till also his thoughts flew back once more.
To lovely sweet Drumgoon.
II
The tears rolled gently down his cheeks.
He spoke thus mournfully.
O, how I long on Breifni hills.
My dear old home to see.
To hear the blackbird among the boughs
Pour forth his gladstone tune
That echo through the gloomy groves
Round lovely sweet Drumgoon.
III
It was there I spend lifes brightest hours.
Free from the clouds of care.
Where ere I roam not pleased my heart.
Like days spent roaming there.
With comrades gay did fondly stray
Each Sunday afternoon.
Till the shade of night came falling.
O'er you lovely sweet Drumgoon
IV
Also where are these comrades now
With whom I used to stray.
Before I left my native home.(continues on next page)
