| Who are you, me pretty fair maid
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| Who are you, me honey?
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| Who are you, me pretty fair maid
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| Who are you, me honey?
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| She answered me modestly,
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| «Well I am me mammy’s darling.»
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| CHORUS
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| With your too-ry-ah
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| Fol-de-diddle-dah
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| Me Day-re fol-de-diddle
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| Dai-rie oh.
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| And will you come to me mammy’s house
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| When the moon is shining clearly.
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| And will you come to me mammy’s house
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| When the moon is shining clearly.
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| I’ll open the door and I’ll let you in And divil the one will hear us.
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| CHORUS
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| So I went to her house in the middle of the night
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| When the moon was shining clarely.
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| So I went to her house in the middle of the night
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| When the moon was shining clarely.
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| Shc opened the door and she let me in And divil the one did hear us.
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| CHORUS
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| She took me horse by the bridle and the bit
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| And she led him to the stable
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| She took me horse by the bridle and the bit
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| And she led him to the stable
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| Saying «There's plenty of oats for a soldier’s horse,
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| To eat it if he’s able.»
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| CHORUS
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| She took me by the lily-white hand
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| And she led me to the table
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| She took me by the lily-white hand
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| And she led me to the table
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| Saying «There's plenty of wine for a soldier boy,
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| Drink it if you’re able.»
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| CHORUS
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| She got up and she made the bed
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| And she made it nice and aisy
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| She got up and she made the bed
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| And she made it nice and aisy
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| Then she took me by the hand
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| Saying «Blow out the candle!»
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| CHORUS
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| There we lay till the break of the day
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| And divil the one did hear us There we lay till the break of the day
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| And divil the one did hear us She arose and put on her clothes
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| Saying «Darling, you must leave me.»
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| CHORUS
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| When will I return again
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| When will we get married
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| When will I return again
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| When will we get married
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| When broken shells make Christmas bells
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| We might well get married. |