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IRISH SONGS AND LYRICS 371 |
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You've got, and so have I,
A taste for genteel breeding; You're rich, and fair, and young,
As everybody's knowing; You've got a decent tongue
Whene'er 'tis set agoing. Only say
You'll have Mr. Brallaghan ; Don't say nay,
Charming Judy Callaghan.
For a wife till death
I am willing to take ye ! But, och ! I waste my breath —
The divil himself can't wake ye. Tis just beginning to rain,
So I'll get under cover ; To-morrow I'll come again,
And be your constant lover. Only say
You'll be Mrs. Brallaghan; Don't say nay,
Charming Judy Callaghan.
COLLEEN RUE x
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S I roved out one summer's morning, speculatÂing most curiously, To my surprise, I soon espied a charming fair one approaching me; I stood awhile in deep meditation, contemplating what should I do, |
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Cdilin Ruadhy red (haired) girl. |
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