Scoil: Piercetown (B.) (uimhir rolla 4990)

Ar an leathanach seo

1. The River Slaney

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   The River Slaney.

   I am dreaming ever more of the dear old Slaney shore,
   And Memory paints the picture wild and free,
   There the hearts are kind and true,
   There the skies are deepwards blue,
   Sweet voices of the past are calling me.

   Chorus.
   They are calling from the meadow,
   They are calling from the corn,
   I can hear hem in the twilight,
   I can hear them in the morn,
   The evening hymns they're singing,
   As they song is sweet and low,
   By the dear old River Slaney long ago.

   ii
   The humming of the bee's in the blossom laden trees,
   The music of the ripples sweet and low,
   Every bird and flower wild as I knew them when a child,
   By the dear old river Slaney long ago.

   iii
   The mottoes on the wall,
   Home sweet Home God bless us all,
   The picture of my father old and stern,

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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

   Stair Athraigh

   Teanga

   Béarla

   Bailitheoir

   Patrick Maguire

   Inscne

   Fireann

   Seoladh

   Cill Eilleáin, Co. Loch Garman