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2.
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Who are you, me pretty fair maid
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And who are you, me honey?
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Who are you, me pretty fair maid
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And 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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With me too-rye-ah
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Fal-de-diddle-ah
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A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
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Dairy oh
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3.
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Will you come to me mammy's house
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When the moon is shining clearly.
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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
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And divil the one will hear us.
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With me too-rye-ah
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Fal-de-diddle-ah
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A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
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Dairy oh
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4.
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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 clearly.
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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 clearly.
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She opened the door and she let me in
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And divil the one did hear us.
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With me too-rye-ah
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Fal-de-diddle-ah
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A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
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Dairy oh
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5.
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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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With me too-rye-ah
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Fal-de-diddle-ah
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A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
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Dairy oh
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And She took me by the lily-white hand
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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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"There's plenty of wine for a soldier boy,
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Drink it if you're able. "
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With me too-rye-ah
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Fal-de-diddle-ah
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A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
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Dairy oh
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7.
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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 â??I hope that you are able!â?
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With me too-rye-ah
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Fal-de-diddle-ah
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A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
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Dairy oh
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8. 8 Bar Lead Break
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There we lay till the break of the day
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And divil the one could hear us
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There we lay till the break of the day
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And divil the one could hear us
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She arose and put on her clothes
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Saying "Darling, you must leave me."
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With me too-rye-ah
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Fal-de-diddle-ah
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A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
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Dairy oh
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10.
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When can I return again
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And when might we get married
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When can I return again
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And when might we get married
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When broken shells make Christmas bells
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We might well get married.
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With me too-rye-ah
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Fal-de-diddle-ah
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A eye-ree Fal-de-diddle
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Dairy oh
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