Scoil: Cros Chonaill (uimhir rolla 8288)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. The Fanag

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   1st Verse

   
   You may aid me with consolation,
   Assist my Jean you, till I explain
   To sing the praise of a sort of seamen;
   That went a ' fishing in the harvest-time;

   
   2nd Verse

   One morning early as day was breaking,
   This crew and Dennis they did prepare
   To main the Fanag in Port a Teanmhala
   Those gallant seamen they had gone their
   To breast the breeze fresh across the sea;
   A silly deed unto unsnare
   The breeze came on a little fresher
   From the Northway it chanced to blow;
   When Peter John from his seat he started,
   On the weather bow he began to row;
   Johnny lanced out another oar,
   And the two were pulling on the weather side,
   When Johnny cried out, sine mile murder -
   Our bodies soon, will lie in the tide.

   
   3rd Verse

   The Fanag flew like an old canoe

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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