And, because there is no such thing as too much Micheal O'Domhnaill:
From my early youth I was fond of fun And the company of my darling girl In every port that I did dwell
I received a sweet kiss from my love I called to her door
more to see my love Her father told me she wasn't there That she had eloped with the fair-haired boy
The summer will come and grass will grow
And leaves will come on the trees My love will return with the break of day With a song of love for me
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