Journey Man
Another one from John Mc Manus, Clonburren
Journey Man
One evening of late from Bandon I strayed
Bound for Clonakilty I was making my way
In Ballinascorthy sometime I delayed and I wet my old whistle with Porter
I scarcely had travelled a mile out the road when I heard a dispute in a farmers abode with the son of a landlord an ill looking toad and the wife of a poor tenant farmer
Hurray for the bold tenants wife I cried
Your as bad as your daddy who lives the other side
No national land league will pull down our pride while its able to bear every storm
With ma faghta mo thuasla mo slainte
Todays paper tells of the death of the horse trainer Vincent O Brien
who died on 1st June 2009 at his home in Kildare aged 92 years.
He was widely regarded as the finest racehorse trainer of the last century.
In his retirement he spent time in Kildare and in Perth Australia, where
his wife came from.
May he rest in peace.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment