I Beggar any repression and self stáidiúil I walk,
no different in Ireland dtógfainn not my rent,
From Cork Howth Dublin that afterwards,
That bridge is Ballina Fair Meath Kells.

If yours who walked so much do not think I would be without the acquisition,
In gceannóchainn her tweed on fair Feil 'John,
But the woman would not yesterday I she is today géarghol,
and not nice my suit of clothing from the lost leg walk.

My take is that my rent threabhadhsa made ??my rhymes Ireland,
my horse or my sheep that they do not risk,
My prayer on my fingers, my crotchet pair dressed,
and that of shillings Parliament Ballina Fair King.

Not for me but wanted cuirín and cloak,
That we go to lunch meetings in any country around back yonder,
A sweet young woman with your cheeks mhómhar as the roses,
If I get to the accommodation phóigín me the grave.

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