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Celtic Woman

The Galway Shawl

 

The Galway Shawl

(álbum: Postcards From Ireland - 2021)


At Oranmore in the county Galway
One pleasant evening in the month of May
I spied a damsel, she was young and handsome
Her beauty fairly took my breath away

She wore no jewels, nor costly diamonds
No paint or powder, no, none at all
She wore a bonnet with a ribbon on it
And 'round her shoulders was the Galway shawl

I played, "The Black Bird", "The Stack of Barley"
"Rodney's Glory" and "The Foggy Dew"
She sang each note like an Irish linnet
And tears swelled in her eyes of blue

'Twas early, early, all in the morning
I hit the road for old Donegal
Said she, "Goodbye, sir," she cried and kissed me
My heart remains with the Galway shawl

She wore no jewels, nor costly diamonds
No paint or powder, no, none at all
She wore a bonnet with a ribbon on it
And 'round her shoulders was the Galway shawl

She wore no jewels, nor costly diamonds
No paint or powder, no, none at all
She wore a bonnet with a ribbon on it
And 'round her shoulder was the Galway shawl

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