Scoil: Sheanmore (uimhir rolla 16197)

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1. Transcription

   

   Roinn Roinn Postáil

   At the lonely hour of midnight each man leaped on his steed.
   Down moor and vale to Cullen we dashed with lightning spped;
   Then eagerly we galloped to Ballyneety wall
   Where lay our foes encampments with guns and sore and all
   Give the word! "The word is Sarsfield and Sarsfield is the man:
   And here I am" our general cried as down on them we ran.
   Then God he cleared the firmament: the moon and stars gave light.
   And for the battle of the Boyne we had revenge that night.
   When the convoy all was scattered

   

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