The Galway shawl    (video)    (midi)

 

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1. In Oranmore, in the County Galway,

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    one pleasant evening in the month of May,

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    I spied a damsel, she was young and handsome,

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    her beauty fairly took my breath away.

 

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She wore no jewels, nor costly diamonds,

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nor paint nor powder, no none at all,

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she wore a bonnet with a ribbon on it,

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and on her shoulders was the Galway shawl.

 

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2. We kept on walking, she kept on talking,

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    till her father’s cottage came into view.

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    Said she, “Come in, sir, and meet my father,

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    and for to please him, play the ‘Foggy Dew’.”

 

+ CHORUS      + A

 

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3. I played the “Blackbird” and the “Stack of Barley”,

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    “Old Rodney’s Glory” and the “Foggy Dew”,

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    she sang each note, like an Irish linnet,

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    whilst tears, they flowed, in her eyes of blue.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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She wore no jewels, nor costly diamonds,

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nor paint nor powder, nor none at all,

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she wore a bonnet with a ribbon on it,

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and on her shoulders was the Galway shawl.

 

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4. ‘Twas early, early, all in the morning,

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    I hit the road for, old Donegal.

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    Said she, “Goodbye, sir”, as she cried,

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    and my heart remained with, the Galway shawl.

 

+ CHORUS  (2x)

 

 

    (Irish Tradional)