Not nice coiricín grew, grew pretty not the crest,
Not nice grew Caitlín coiricín Griffith.

And John White, fetch me and John White, I lie,
And John White, fetch me and I give in gcoca grass.

I walked England, France all alike, is essential,
I is not seen no sliobaire as red for chírín.

And John White, fetch me and John White, I lie,
And John White, fetch me and I give in gcoca grass.

Not nice home this home is not the home is nice Maoras,
Not nice town but is home every green bhfaochan Estuary.

And John White, fetch me and John White, I lie,
And John White, fetch me, not kiss me last night.

And Mary, if you're leaving me, my dearest you safe forever,
Was nice as I would thee potatoes better than to cut turf for thee.

And John White, fetch me and John White, I lie,
And John White, fetch me and I give in gcoca grass.

Not bad all the time you left and I just harvest,
Nobody in the village a young woman to lament.

And John White, fetch me and John White, I lie,
And John White, fetch me and I give in gcoca grass.

Insurance do not care where you and do not care where you are,
Insurance and you do not care where I have only done at night.

And John White, fetch me and John White, I lie,
And John White, fetch me and, not kiss me last night.

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