Eileen Óg

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Eileen Óg an’ that the darlin’s name
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 is
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Through the Barony her features 
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they were famous
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If we loved her then who was 
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there to blame us
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For wasn’t she the Pride of 
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Petravore?
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But her beauty made us all so shy
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Not a man could look her in the eye
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Boys, oh boys, sure that’s the 
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reason why
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We’re in mournin’ for the Pride of
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 Petravore

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Eileen Óg me heart is growin’ grey
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Ever since the day you wandered far 
away
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Eileen Óg there’s good fish in the 
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say
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But there’s none of them like the 
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Pride of Petravore

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Friday at the fair of Ballintubber
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Eileen met McGrath the cattle jobber
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I’d like to set me mark upon the 
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robber
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For he stole away the Pride of 
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Petravore
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He never seemed to see the girl at 
all
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Even when she ogled him from 
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underneath her shawl
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Lookin’ big and masterful when 
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she was lookin’ small
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Most provokin’ for the Pride of 
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Petravore

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So it went as ’twas in the beginning
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Eileen Óg was bent upon the winning
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Big McGrath contentedly was grinning
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Being courted by the Pride of 
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Petravore
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Sez he: “I know a girl that could 
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knock you into fits”
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At that Eileen nearly lost her wits
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The upshot of the ruction was that 
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now the robber sits
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With his arm around the Pride of 
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Petravore

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Boys, Oh boys, with fate ’tis 
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hard to grapple
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Of my eyes ’tis Eileen was the apple
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Now to see her walkin’ to the chapel
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With the hardest featured man in 
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Petravore
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Now, boys, this is all I have to say
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When you do your courtin’ make no 
display
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If you want them to run after you,
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 just walk the other way
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For they’re mostly like the Pride 
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of Petravore