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    I am a young fellow from the County Tyrone
    In the town of Strabane shur I'm very well known
    For down to the alehouse I'm frequently goin'
    With Kitty and Ginny and Mary

    My father rebuked me for being such a rake
    And for spending me money on whiskey and cakes
    But the lassies are sweet and it's all for their sakes
    And it keeps me lighthearted and merry

    I'll eat when I'm hungry, I'll drink when I'm dry
    I will court all the lassies or at least I will try
    And I'll never conform 'til the day that I die
    Agus fagaimid suid mar ata se

    If I chance for to wander on down to the fair
    All the lassies all around me do flock on the square
    I'll pull out me fiddle and play an auld air
    And soon we're all off on the spree

    There's Peggy and Jane from the banks of Loch Nee
    There's Kitty and Molly down Dungannon Way
    And there's another one from Cookstown who makes me head sway
    Such a fuss they all make over me

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    I'll eat when I'm hungry, I'll drink when I'm dry
    I will court all the lassies or at least I will try
    And I'll never conform 'til the day that I die
    Agus fagaimid suid mar ata se

    To quarrel for riches I ne'er was inclined
    For the greatest of misers must leave them behind
    So me money I spend with no thought in me mind
    But to kick up our heels and carrouse

    For the rich never spend any gold of their own
    Sure they hold it away like a dog and it's bone
    But they end on their back among nettles and stones
    And I hear there're no pockets in shrouds

    I'll eat when I'm hungry, I'll drink when I'm dry
    I will court all the lassies or at least I will try
    And I'll never conform 'til the day that I die
    Agus fagaimid suid mar ata se

    Now some say I'm foolish and some say I'm wise
    For loving the women and the whiskey like wives
    But the son of King David had ten hundred wives
    And his wisdom was highly regarded!

    So I'll call for the lassies and ask them to wed
    And we'll all be content in the one marriage bed
    While the rich count their gold we'll count children instead
    And we'll raise them up true and stout-hearted

    I'll eat when I'm hungry, I'll drink when I'm dry
    I will court all the lassies or at least I will try
    And I'll never conform 'til the day that I die
    Agus fagaimid suid mar ata se

    Agus fagaimid suid mar ata se

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    Composición: The Irish Rovers

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