MARY FROM DUNGLOE
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Oh then fare thee well sweet Donegal, 
The roses and Gweedore
I'm crossin' the main ocean, 
Where the foaming billows roar
It breaks my heart from you to part
Where I spent many happy days, 
Farewell to kind relations, 
I am bound for Amerikay
Oh then Mary you're my heart's delight, 
My pride and only care
It was your cruel father 
Would not let me stay here
But abscene makes the heart grow fond
And when I am over the main
May the Lord protect my darling girl
Till I return again
And I wish I was in Sweet Dungloe
And seated on the grass and by my side 
A bottle of wine and on my knee a lass
I'll call for liquor of the best
And I'd pay before I'd go
And I'd roll my Mary in my arms
In the town of Sweet Dungloe