Irish Songs With Easy Chords & Lyrics
The Glendalough Saint
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| In Glendalough lived an old saint |
| A |
| Renowned for learning and | piety |
| D | D7 | G |
| His | manners was | curious and | quint |
| A7 | A | D |
| And he | looked upon girl with | dispari | ty |
Fol di dol fol di fol day
Fol di dol rol di dol ad dy
Fol di dol rol di dol day
Fol di dol rol di dol ad dy
He was fond of readin' a book
When he could get one to his wishes
He was fond of castin' his hook
In among the ould fishes
Fol di dol fol di fol day
Fol di dol rol di dol ad dy
Fol di dol rol di dol day
Fol di dol rol di dol ad dy
But one evenin' he landed a trout
He landed a fine big rout, Sir
When young Kathleen from over the way
Came to see what the ould monk was about, sir
Fol di dol fol di fol day
Fol di dol rol di dol ad dy
Fol di dol rol di dol day
Fol di dol rol di dol ad dy
"Oh get out o' me way" said the saint
For I am a man of great piety
And me good manners I wouldn't taint
Not by mixing with female society
Fol di dol fol di fol day
Fol di dol rol di dol ad dy
Fol di dol rol di dol day
Fol di dol rol di dol ad dy
Oh but Kitty she wouldn't give in
And when he got home to his rockery
He found she was seated therein
A-polishin' up his ould crockery
Fol di dol fol di fol day
Fol di dol rol di dol ad dy
Fol di dol rol di dol day
Fol di dol rol di dol ad dy
Well he gave the poor creature a shake
And I wish that the Garda had caught him
For he threw her right into the lake
And, be Jaysus, she sank to the bottom
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