This site has gone to the dogs.. all the best posters have gone. The opening lyrics of Kilcash say it all:
"Cad a dhéanfaimid feasta gan adhmad? Tá deireadh na gcoillte ar lár; níl trácht ar Chill Chais ná ar a teaghlach
is ní bainfear a cling go bráth."
"Now what will we do for timber, With the last of the woods laid low? There’s no talk of Cill Chais or its household, And its bell will be struck no more."

Here’s a simple jig that came into my head recently when I was ascending a hill near Graiguenamanagh in Co.Kilkenny. A low heathery kinda hill, overlooking the Barrow and capped by a large pile of stones, presumably a megalithic burial cairn. The locals call it Cullintra Hill. Doubtless the tune itself is derivative and a loose version of some other ditty I’ve heard but regardless:
X: 1
T: The Cullintra Jig
R: jig
M: 6/8
L: 1/8
K: D major
A|def edB| AFA B2F| ABA F2D| GFG EFG|def edB| AFA B2F| ABA F2E|FDD D2:|
F|AFA AFA| BGB BGB| c2d e2c| BcB AFA|def edB| AFA B2F| ABA F2E|FDD D2:|