"Rich and rare were the gems she wore,
And a bright gold ring on her wand she bore..."

A fine collection indeed, Den, and wonderfully well presented. I've plugged it more than one myself at Mudcat.

Derrymacash, this apology is long overdue, but I was laid low by a life-threatening virus in this computer ("MTX.9244" to be precise), and it's taken this long to recover to the point where we are no longer infectious. Yes, of course I meant "Wee Hughie." I think I confuse the title with that great old rocker Wee Willy Harris, which just goes to show how old I am.

You've got all the verses pot on, as far as I can see. And you're nearly perfect with The Man from God Knows Where - which is quite some achievement if you did it from memory! On this one, Brakn's version is marginally more accurate. But to to save anyone interested from flicking between the two threads, I'll just offer some trivial corrections to your version that bring it into line with the original, (as faithfully reporduced in Rich & Rare):

Verse 3: But Joe...
Verse 5: ...can feel... Verse 5: you're close enough here, but the original has "quet" rather than "quit". (Brakn's version has mixed both together to produce "quiet"!) Verse 6: "Nor ever even'd we'd guessed" Verse 8: "And we be to fall the talk again"

Also, as Big Tim has already noted, it is indeed Andy Lemon, not Lennon. I wonder if Big Tim's research, or anyone else's knowledge, could tell us whether Andy actually existed? I suspect not, since the piece was written in the 20th century. But if so, that would nail it down to a specific townland.