Luibin Na Rince

In the village of Cullen there is the corner of dance 'Luibin na rince' I think it's Gaelic name You see it at the left on hill up village If you are journeying northwards towards Kiskeam. My understanding of the gaelic language Much to my chagrin isn't very good And if I had to live in Gaelic speaking Ireland I well might struggle to be understood. I once knew Cullen man who promoted the Gaelic language But that must have been fifteen years ago He was great character big Denis Hickey The helpful fellow with the hair as white as snow. But getting back to the Luibin na Rince I've often wondered how the name first came to be I once asked one who did not have an answer He said about it you might know as much as me. It well may be back in the by gone ages That on Summer evenings people came to dance And laughter rang out at the old dance corner And there young people even found romance. Whenever I think of the corner of dance I hear fiddler and accordion player play And I see people dance jigs, reels and polkas In Cullen years ago and far away. And I see lovers arm in arm walking back To their homes in the cool of Summer night Down moonlit bohreens by the quiet village The crickets chirping in the peace and quiet. But time bring change and even Cullen Village With passage of time has undergone great change And those who lived there eighty years ago or longer To return now might find the place quite strange. In the Village of Cullen there is Luibin na Rince Which I think translated means the 'Corner of dance' Perhaps in by gone ages young Cullen people came there To dance and socialize and find romance.