Letra de
Biddy Mulligan

You may travel from Clare to the County Kildare,
From Dublin right down to Macroom,
But where would you see a fine widow like me,
Biddy Mulligan the pride of the Coombe me boys
Biddy Mulligan the pride of the Coombe
I?m a buxom fine widow that lives in a spot,
In Dublin its known as ''The Coombe''
Me shop and my stall are laid out in the street
And me palace consists of one room
By Patrick's street corner for 35 years
I stood by me stall that's no lie
And while I stood there, there's no one would dare
To say black was the white of me eye
I sell apples, oranges, nuts and split peas,
Bulls eyes and sugar sticks sweet,
On Saturday night I sell second hand clothes
From me stall on the floor of the street,
Now I have a son Mick who plays on the pipe,
He belongs to the Longford street band
It would do your heart good to see them march out
On a Sunday to Sandymount Strand