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Moorlough Shore |
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The corrs |
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Ye hills and dales and flowery vales |
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That lie near the Moorlough Shore |
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Ye winds that blow by borden’s grove |
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Will I ever hear you more |
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Where the primrose grows |
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And the violet blows |
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Where the trout and salmon play |
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With line and hook delight I took |
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To spend my youthful days |
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Last night I went to see my love |
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And to hear what she might say |
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To see if she’d take pity on me |
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Lest I might go away |
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She said, "I love that 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’ve loved that soldier boy |
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Perhaps your soldier lad is lost |
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Sailing over the sea of Maine |
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Or perhaps he is gone with some other lover |
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You may never see him again |
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Well if my Irish lad is lost |
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He’s the one I do adore |
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And seven years I will wait for him |
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By the banks of the Moorlough Shore |
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