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Siuil siuil siuil a run |
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Siuil go sochair agus siuil go ciuin |
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Siuil go doras agus ealaigh lion |
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Siuil siuil siuil a run |
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Siuil go sochair agus siuil go ciuin |
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Siuil go doras agus ealaigh lion |
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Is go dte tu mo mhuirnin slan |
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I wish I were on yonder hill |
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Tis there I sit and cry my fill |
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and every tear would turn a mill |
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I'll sell my rod |
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I'll sell my reel |
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I'll sell my only spinning wheel |
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To buy my love a sword of steel |
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Siuil siuil siuil a run |
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Siuil go sochair agus siuil go ciuin |
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Siuil go doras agus ealaigh lion |
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Is go dte tu mo mhuirnin slan |
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I'll dye my petticoats |
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I'll dye them red |
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and through the streets I'll beg for bread |
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Until my parents shall wish me dead |
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Siuil siuil siuil a run |
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Siuil go sochair agus siuil go ciuin |
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Siuil go doras agus ealaigh lion |
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Is go dte tue mo mhuirnin slan |
