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Your hills and dales and flowery vales |
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That lie near the Moorlough Shore |
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Your winds that blow through Borden's Grove |
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Shall I ever see you more? |
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Where the primrose grows and the violets blow |
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Where the trout and salmon play |
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With my line and hook, delight I took |
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But to spend my youthful days |
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As I passed out to see my girl |
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And to hear what she would say |
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For to see if she'd take pity on me |
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Before I would go away |
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She said, "I vowed an Irish lad |
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And he was my only joy |
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And ever since I saw his face |
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I love my soldier boy" |
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"Perhaps your soldier boy was lost |
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While crossing the raging main |
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Or perhaps he has gone with some other girl |
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You might never see him again" |
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"Well, if my Irish boy is lost |
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He's the one I do adore |
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And for seven long years I'll wait for him |
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On the banks of the Moorlough Shore" |
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Farewell to see Clare's castles grand |
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Farewell to foggy hills |
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Where the beaded webs like bleaching silk |
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And the bubbling stream runs still |
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Near there I spent my youthful days |
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But alas, they are all o'er |
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And cruelty has banished me |
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Far away from the Moorlough Shore |
