If I regard myself in Harbour House
Near the mountain in question is far away,
I rarely go without circuit
That valley curly Sunday.

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Och och Ireland and most of all,
Melancholy is from Ireland,
It's my heart heavy and sad.

Most Christmas own Thana
Brown river bottom as I senseless,
Hurling the white strand
In my hand I hurley source butter.

Chorus

I tired that I personally herein,
Do hairím voice cocks, blackbird or corncrake,
Sparrow, thrush, the elderly people self
And a self hairím Sunday.

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