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If I was King of Ireland with all things at my will |
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I'd roam for recreation, new comfort to find still |
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But the comfort I would like the best, as you will understand |
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Would be to gain that lovely maid, the flower of sweet Strabane |
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Her cheeks were like the roses red, her hair of lovely brown |
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And o'er her milk-white shoulders, hair ringlets hanging down |
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She's one of the fairest creatures of the whole Milesian Clan |
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Sure my heart is fairly captured by the flower of sweet Strabane |
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But since I cannot win you, love, no joy there is for me |
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I will seek forgetfulness in the land across the sea |
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Unless you chance to follow me, I'll swear by my right hand |
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MacDonald's face you never will see, fair flower of sweet Strabane |
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I wished I had my darling way down in Inisowen |
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Or in a lonesome valley in the wild woods of Tyrone |
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I would do my whole endeavour, I would work my newest plan |
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For to gain you, lovely Martha, the flower of sweet Strabane |
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I've often been in Phoenix Park and then Killarney fair |
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Likewise in bonny Scotland and the winding banks of Ayr |
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But yet, in all my travels, I never met with one |
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That I could compare with Martha, the flower of sweet Strabane |
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Farewell bonny Lifford and to Mourne's Waterside |
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I'm sailing for Americay, whichever may betide |
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Our ship is bound for Liverpool straight by the Isle of Man |
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So farewell my dearest Martha, the flower of sweet Strabane |
