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christy moore - the well lyrics

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green grows the lily+o
right among the bushes+o

a gentleman was passing by
and he asked for a drink as he was dry
at the well below the valley+o
green grows the lily+o
right among the bushes+o

my cup is full up to the brim
and if i were to stoop i might fall in
at the well below the valley+o
green grows the lily+o
right among the bushes+o

if your true love was passing by
you’d fill him a drink if he was dry
at the well below the valley+o
green grows the lily+o
right among the bushes+o

she swore by grass, shе swore by corn
her true lovе had never been born
at the well below the valley+o
green grows the lily+o
right among the bushes+o
he said to her you’re swearing wrong
six fine children you’ve had born
at the well below the valley+o
green grows the lily+o
right among the bushes+o

if you be a man of n0ble fame
you’ll tell to me the father of them
at the well below the valley+o
green grows the lily+o
right among the bushes+o

there’s one of them by your brother john
at the well below the valley+o
one of them by your uncle don
at the well below the valley+o

two of them by your father dear
at the well below the valley+o
green grows the lily+o
right among the bushes+o

if you be a man of n0ble fame
you’ll tell to me what did happen to them
at the well below the valley+o
green grows the lily+o
right among the bushes+o
there’s one of them buried beneath the tree
at the well below the valley+o
another two buried beneath the stone
at the well below the valley+o

two of them outside the graveyard wall
at the well below the valley+o
green grows the lily+o
right among the bushes+o

if you be a man of n0ble fame
you’ll tell to me what will happen myself
at the well below the valley+o
green grows the lily+o
right among the bushes+o

you’ll be seven years a+ringing a bell
at the well below the valley+o
and seven years a+burning in h+ll
at the well below the valley+o

i’ll be seven years a+ringing a bell
but the lord above may save my soul
from burning in h+ll at the well below the valley+o
green grows the lily+o
right among the bushes+o
green grows the lily+o
right among the bushes+o

- christy moore lyrics

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