Cóilín Phádraig Shéamuis, written at the height of the Celtic Tiger when people were still emigrating from the west and northwest coasts of Ireland to work on oil rigs and oil lines and in mines abroad, with its bitter lines (in translation): "Slaving and digging clay from the rising of the sun to its setting will you be in the land of the foreigners, Cóilín Phádraig Shéamuis".
Here it is sung by its composer, Pádraig Ó hAoláin