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So fair ye well sweet Donegal,
The Rosses and Gweedore,
I'm the crossing main ocean,
Where the plunging bellows roar.
It breaks my heart for us to part,
Where I spent many happy days,
Far away from friends and relations,
I'm bound for Amerikay.
Now Mary, she's my heart's delight,
My joy, and only care,
It was her cruel father,
Who would not let me stay there.
But absence makes, the heart grow fond,
And when I'm o'er the main,
May the Lord protect my darling girl,
'Till I return again.
I wish I was in sweet Dungloe,
All seated on the grass,
And by my side, a bottle,
And on my knee a lass.
I'd call for liquor, of the best,
And I'd pay before I go,
And I roll my Mary in my arms,
I the town of sweet Dungloe.
- Album:
- Wake the Union
- Miscellaneous
- The Long Way Home
- Roots - Single Mix
- This Is Proper Folk Too!!
- Arrogance Ignorance and Greed
- Folk Awards 2010
- Folk the Banks
- Wake the Union (Bonus Track Version)
- Country Life
- As You Were: Live on Tour Autumn 2004
- As You Were
- Centenary: Words and Music of the Great War
- The Mark Radcliffe Folk Sessions: Show of Hands
- The Cambridge Folk Festival 2010/11 (Live)
- Witness
- Roots: The Best of Show of Hands
- Un-herd Volume 10
- Live at Exeter Phoenix Saturday 8th December 2007
- Folk Awards 2007