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1. Songs - McCarthy's Goat

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   V

   McCarthy the Yank
   To put money in bank,
   Of late sent word all around
   That he'd play an old goat,
   For half a pound-note
   Or perhaps the one-fourth of a pound.

   Last Saturday night
   With the moon shining bright,
   O'er woodland and valley and rill
   The neighbours came thronging
   Some walking, some jogging,
   To Callaghan's forge at Gooseberryhill.

   First came McCarthy
   Quiet and hearty;
   The goat following after quiet peaceful was led
   With his tail cocked on high
   Towards the blue sky
   And a piece of a sugán
   Tied round his head.

   Now says McCarthy,
   Each man that is willing
   To put down a shilling
   To beg or to borrow the money to pay

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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

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