I am a young fellow that drank out his land and means,’S cailligh an bhaile ná tabharfadh dom bean ná spré,I placed my affections on one that had gold in store,’S gheallas don ainnir go leanfainn di féin go deo We made up our minds with each other for to elope,’S go dtabharfainn mo chapallAn chuid eile de “I am a Young Fellow (Leagan 1)”
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Na Tincéirí
Tráthnóna breá ciúin is an ghrian le linn luí, Is mé cois na tine fé shuaimhneas im shuí, Tháinig bean bhocht go dtí an doras ag lorg lóistín Is í ag féachaint róthuirseach den bhóthar. Bhí a slipéirí briste gan ranna gan bonn, Is seanbhrat giobalach casta ar a ceann, Ní raibh cosaint ón bhfuachtAn chuid eile de “Na Tincéirí”