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Well, I took a stroll on the old long walk |
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Of a day -I-ay-I-ay |
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I met a little girl and we stopped to talk |
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Of a fine soft day -I-ay-I-ay |
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And I ask you, friend, what's a fella to do |
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'Cause her hair was black and her eyes were blue |
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And I knew right then I'd be takin' a whirl |
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'Round the Salthill Prom with a Galway girl |
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We were halfway there when the rain came down |
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Of a day -I-ay-I-ay |
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And she asked me up to her flat downtown |
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Of a fine soft day -I-ay-I-ay |
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And I ask you, friend, what's a fella to do |
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'Cause her hair was black and her eyes were blue |
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So I took her hand and I gave her a twirl |
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And I lost my heart to a Galway girl |
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When I woke up I was all alone |
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With a broken heart and a ticket home |
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And I ask you now, tell me what would you do |
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If her hair was black and her eyes were blue |
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I've traveled around I've been all over this world |
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Boys I ain't never seen nothin' like a Galway girl |
