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ROSE OF CASTLEREA (J. Duggan) Oh, the lambs were playing in the field and the tulips were in flower, when I left the home I love so well I can never forget the hour. Before me were (Atlantic's?) waves to a home in Tennessee. Sure I left behind me the girl I loved, the rose of Castelrea. Chorus 1: She may not have been a beauty queen, she might never be a rose, but to me she is the fairest flower that in the garden grows. Although I'm in Americay far across the Atlantic Sea, sure I always love my Roscommon girl, she's the rose of Castelrea It's many the night that I lie in bed me thoughts upon th go to the lovely days when I walk me love on the road out by (Knockroe?). Her smiling face, her shining hair was a joy for all to see, sure I left behind me the girl I loved, the rose of Castelrea. Chorus 2: She may not have been a beauty queen, she might never be a rose, but to me she is the fairest flower that in the garden grows. Although I'm in Americay far across the Atlantic Sea, I will always love my Roscommon girl, she's the rose of Castelrea I opened up the Roscommon (Herald?) I just received today for to read about my native town, my friends so far away, when the tears began to blind me as I glanced across page three, on a photo of her wedding day [in the singing, 'on' and 'of' are reversed; I think it should be as I post it] was the rose of Castlerea. Chorus 2 Farewell to you, Roscommon, from (Cajer??) to the Shannon shore, farewell to Boyle and Frenchpark I'll never see you no more. For the cotton's field near Memphis must remain home to me sure I'll always love my Roscommon girl, she's the rose of Castelrea. Chorus 2 (rep. last two lines) filename[ ROSCASTL WH oct99 |
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