Scoil: Killough (uimhir rolla 9540)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. A Song Made Locally

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   Its bullocks we are keeping.
   Its lawless beggars can we spy,
   Or twig the least commotion.
   His very disheartening work,
   Without the protect of promotion.
   With my riga-dum-do the chance in blue
   For a poor Irish peeler.

   We haven't the slightest motion,
   When the means to start the driving.
   With all our marching around the ranches,
   Our seeking and our striving.
   No information can we get,
   When we through out a peeler.
   For since the driving craze began,
   There is no regard for a peeler.
   With my riga-dum-do is all to true
   That their is no regard for a peeler.

   How every man and maid you meet,
   In our firearmbatalion.
   For sure they will pass with a humbugging smile,
   Our kindly salutation
   Even the children coming form school,
   Sit up a deafening chorus.
   "You're Late", your'e late" the bullocks are gone,

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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