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charles villiers stanford - corrymeela lyrics

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over here in england i’m helpin’ wi’ the hay
an’ i wisht i was in ireland the livelong day;
weary on the english hay, an’ sorra take the wheat!
och! corrymeela an’ the blue sky over it

there’s a deep dumb river flowin’ by beyont the heavy trees
this livin’ air is moithered wi’ the bummin’ o’ the bees;
i wisht i’d hear the claddagh burn go runnin’ through the heat
past corrymeela an’ the blue sky over it

the people that’s in england is richer nor the jews
there’s not the smallest young gossoon but thravels in his shoes!
i’d give the pipe between my t++th to see a barefut child
och! corrymeela an’ the low south wind

here hands so full o’ money an’ hearts so full o’ care
by the luck o’ love! i’d still go light for all i did go bare
“god save ye, colleen dhas,” i said: the girl she thought me wild
far corrymeela an’ the low south wind

d’ye mind me now, the song at night is mortial hard to raise
the girls are heavy goin’ here, the boys are ill to plase;
when one’st i’m out this workin’ hive, ‘tis i’ll be back again –
ay, corrymeela, in the same soft rain

the puff o’ smoke from one ould roof before an english town!
for a shaugh wid andy feelan here i’d give a silver crown
for a curl o’ hair like mollie’s ye’ll ask the like in vain
sweet corrymeela, an’ the same soft rain

- charles villiers stanford lyrics

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