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The first time I met my Moorlough Mary |
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Twas in the market of Sweet Strabane |
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Her killing glances were so engaging |
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The hearts of young men she did trepann |
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Her killing glances berefit my senses |
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Of peace or comfort either night or day |
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And in silent slumber I start and murmur |
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Oh Moorlough Mary, won’t you come away. |
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Now were I a man of great education |
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Or Erin’s Isle at my own command |
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I would lay my head on your snowy bosom |
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In wedlock bands love we’d join our hands |
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I would entertain you both night and morning |
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With robes I’d deck you, both fine and gay |
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And with kisses sweet I would embrace you |
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Oh Mary, won’t you come away. |
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Now I’ll away to my situation |
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Where my recreation is all in view |
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On the river Mourne where salmon sporting |
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The rocks re-echoing with something new |
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The thrush and blackbird all join in chorus |
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Their notes melodious on Ruskae brae. |
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And the sweet lough stream I would restore you |
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Saying Moorlough Mary, won’t you come away. |
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So fare thee well young Moorlough Mary |
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Ten thousand times I bid you adieu |
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While life remains in my glowing bosom |
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I’ll never cease love to think on you |
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Now I’ll away to some lonesome valley |
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With tears bewailing, both night and day |
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To some silent arbour where none can hear me |
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Where none can hear me |
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Where none can hear me |
