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BARNEY Here I am, an Irish girl, a jolly girl am I For singing and for dancing, sure all troubles I defy I fell in love with an Irish boy, to me he's just a charm And blue-eyed is my Barney, and he lives down on the farm cho: He's the neatest, and the sweetest is my Barney He comes from the lakes of Killarney And on Saint Patrick's Day sure we'll both be going away Then I'll be married to my Barney Have you ever seen my Barney in the fields at early morn With a scythe across his shoulders as he tripped through the corn To be so young and beautiful, he loves no-one but me And I'm waiting for the day to come, whem Barney'll marry me Collected by Nellie Walsh for Ireland's Own magazine @Irish @love filename[ BARNEY MJR ![]() 8note Sheet> |
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