Composed by O Rourke, N.J, Drumhollowan, Cloone, whose son, Patrick kept the Central Bar, Ballinamore. Part of the inspiration came from the Central Bar. Mr. O Rourke, the poet, made many fine poems. He was one of the best local poets for the past 80 years. He was born about 18.. and died 19.. I hope to get a few more of them His grand-daughter, Mrs. Peter Gallagher teaches ?ruim ?uib ?ír School, 3 miles from B'more and lives in Ballinamore. I Ye jovial tourists who seek the purest And grandest scenery in the land, Pray pay attention whilst here I mention A mode of travelling which will suit you grand. II Not the motor I'm going to vote for Nor the premier cycle though all the rage But my advice is whatever the price is Go buy a ticket on the Narrow Gauge III Just travel by it, it will take you quiet, The best company you're sure to meet, Of donkey dealers and fowl retailers From Church Lane, Canaloe and Chapel St. IV Now grand Directors, and Line Inspectors, And local Pressmen so cute and so sage, All travel gratis-you know what that is While others must, pay on the Narrow Gauge. V Oh: nature's charms in all her forms All along the line will enchant the view St Caillen's gander saw nothing grander When round through Wicklow all alone he flew. VI Moore's Lalla Rook is, (a beauteous book 'tis,) With blooming, flowered on it's every page. For Shearon's roses can't match the posies That decked the borders of the Narrow Gauge. VII Green hills and mountains, clear rills and fountains With the placid lakes. There are hills between Monastic ruins, the wicked doings Of cursed Cromwell and the Virgin Queen VIII Historians tell us what befell us In the ancient times, persecution's age Ere people spoke of a locomotive Or knew the comfort of the Narrow Gauge IX Going to Dromod there are still some would Prefer to sit behind Dooner's grey If to Belturbet they'd surely spurn it. The old brakes seem on all the blessed way. X If to Drumshambo you by the tram go A slower passage no one could engage Jack Redsy's donkey he calls him spunkey Could blind K. Edward on the Narrow Gauge. XI Ye English loyal may shout disloyal So here my meaning I will now define King Ned is an engine made in Bengen Fair lovely Bengen upon the lovely Rhine. XII So John Thornton, he's a cute and sly one May seek promotion by some other stage. Else, him I'll sentence to due repentance Of twenty miles on the new Narrow Gauge. XIII 'Twas my intention much more to mention For half it's praises I have not yet sung But the baby is balling, Molly's calling With click, click, click o telegraphic tongue. XIV But sweet as thrushes in trees and bushes And the pet canary in gilded cage When I have leisure I'll sing with pleasure The countless beauties of the Narrow Gauge.Bernadette McGovernBernadette McGovernBernadette McGovernBernadette McGovernBernadette McGovernBernadette McGovernBernadette McGovern