Scoil: Béal Dearg (uimhir rolla 11582)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. A Fisherman's Tale (ar lean)

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   With his rudders stuck in broken sea
   He acted as a man
   And after that I soon found out
   'Twas gallant Gal McCann.
   VI
   The next man who landed up
   Was gallant Mick McHale
   The sea being thick he did his bit
   His gallant crew to save
   The lads were young and full of fun
   Not mindful of the gale
   But you can bet they'll never forget
   Their gallant Mick McHale.
   VII
   Our people fathered to the shore
   When the seas rose mountains high
   Poor Jack as if on board a ship
   To save as he did try.
   With something in his hand
   To throw a rope to every boat
   So order that we'd land.
   Now to conclude and finish up, we should always trust [?] And thank His Grace that brought us safe for the sea was nearly mad. It being as dark when the wind blew high we could hardly make our way So we'll date it 1926 the night of the big say (sea)

   

   Tras-scríofa ag duine dár meitheal tras-scríbhneoirí deonacha.

   Stair Athraigh

   Teanga

   Béarla

   Faisnéiseoir

   Martin Healy

   Inscne

   Fireann