THE STRABANE GPO

THE STRABANE GPO

Strabane a town in a valley down that nature seems to hide

As Knock A Voe and Croghan hills guarded on every side

You can hear the shiver of Mourne River that for long ages ran

Before the world was civilized or the birth of old Strabane

No tongue can tell, no pen can write, nor any voice of man

Describe the scenery that surrounds the valley of Strabane

Some of its famous buildings are famous far and wide

And daily through it thoroughfare the motor buses glide

 

It may not be much out of place though you may think it is a lie

The moon has trouble passing these buildings great and high

Some of these structures were built long long ago

The best and modern of them all is the famous G.P.O.

Once at the tower of Babel when still the world was young

Was first checked man’s ambition by confusion of his tongue

But here we built a Temple where man’s thoughts pass through to man

All by our honest labour at Castle Street Strabane

What are the ancient Pyramids, what but a hiding hole

Built by a nations labour for dead bones without a soul

What are Forts and Castles even of noblest plan?

Compared with what our toil has raised in Castle Street Strabane

The contractors are well known men and I’ll mention them by name

They were the brothers Collins and from Portadown they came

The foreman was Tracey a man you seldom find

His great and active brain soon finds the wisest plan

In solving crooked problems in Castle Street Strabane

His voice was like a Lion’s and his temper quick you see

And his presence ne’er was pleasant for big Johnny Goan and me

We were some of the willing boys and this he always new

The step of Goan was like my own, he was dodging Tracey too

Carlin was a soldier who fought the German foe

He little cared for Tracey when at the G.P.O.

Meehan Quinn and other lads laboured like a man

And showed that they were sons of toil in Castle Street Strabane

Milligan was the clerk of works a man of much renoun

Who spent a period of his life with the forces of the Crown

In the Donegal Artillery this man of talent rare

When the Union was flourishing he was a captain there

More worthy were the joiners for the splendid part they played

They showed they were masters of St. Joseph’s noble trade

 

Don’t think they were professionals brought from a foreign land

The both did hail from Main Street and Railway Street Strabane

The masons were skilled tradesmen as everyone should know

No man unskilled could ever build at this famous G.P.O.

O’ Connell was a Derry man with a reputation great

And the only man as good as he was found in the Free State

His name is Frank Mc Corkell and he is known to one and all

He lives near ancient Castlefin in County Donegal

Johnny Burns