School: Beanna (roll number 9524/5)

Location:
An Bheannach Thiar, Co. Chiarraí
Teacher:
Mícheál Ó Cearbhaill
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The Schools’ Collection, Volume 0414, Page 337

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  1. A Song (continued)

    The shades of evening around me hover

    (continued from previous page)
    Brown. He emigrated to America and from there he wrote the above song.
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
  2. A Song

    Oh where are the days where I roamed there so free

    I
    Oh where are the days where I roamed there so free
    Through the lanes and the meadows of merry Tralee
    Oh the grass is so green there the trees are so high
    That they brush off the cobwebs away from the sky.
    And that's why the sun always shines there so bright
    Except when the moon takes its place in the night
    Oh let me go back again over the sea
    To my happy go lucky old home in Tralee
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.
    Topics
    1. seánra
      1. filíocht
        1. filíocht na ndaoine (~9,504)
    Language
    English
    Collector
    Katty Griffin
    Gender
    Female
    Address
    Baile Mhic Cuinn Uachtarach, Co. Chiarraí
    Informant
    Mr Patrick Grifin
    Gender
    Male
    Address
    Baile Mhic Cuinn Uachtarach, Co. Chiarraí
  3. A Song

    Oh where are the days when I roamed there so free

    I
    I met with Thady Carroll and me he did invite
    To a party he was giving to his friends on Tuesday night
    I went down to the commons that night at half past nine
    And Johny Carroll landed with a car of stout
    (continues on next page)
    Transcribed by a member of our volunteer transcription project.