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The Lass of Glenshee
Lyricist:Ciaran Curran , Frankie Kennedy, Mairead Ni Mhaonaigh, Mark Kelly , Paul O'shaughnessy
One morning in springtime as day was a-dawning Bright Phoebes had risen from over the lea I spied a fair maiden as homeward she wandered From herding her flocks on the hills of Glenshee
I stood in amazement, says I, 'Pretty fair maid If you will come down to St. John's Town with me There's never been a lady set foot in my castle There's never been a lady dressed grander than thee'
A coach and six horses to go at your bidding And all men that speak shall say, 'Ma'am, unto thee Fine servants to serve you and go at your bidding I'll make you my bride, my sweet lass of Glenshee'
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 'What do I care for your castles and coaches? And what do I care for your gay grandeury? I'd rather be home at my cot, at my spinning Or herding my flocks on the hills of Glenshee'
'Away with such nonsense and get up beside me Ever summer comes on my sweet bride you will be And then in my arms I will gently caress thee' 'Twas then she consented, I took her with me
Seven years have rolled on since we were united There's many a change but there's no change on me And my love, she's as fair as that morn on the mountain When I plucked me a wild rose on the hills of Glenshee
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