Hi guys; sorry to bump this up

This is the version from Griogair Labhruidh & Doimnic Mac Giolla Bhríde; album Guaillibh a' Chéile






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A bhean adaí thall, a shígo
'Tá siúl an chladaigh, a h'óró,
Nach thua leat bean, fá húire ceoidh
'Gus í á báthadh i mBaile Uí Leóil

Yonder woman, a shígo,
Who walks the shore, a h'óró,
Don't you pity a woman, fá húire ceoidh
who's drowining in Baile Uí Leóil

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Tá mo ghruaig gheal bhuí, a shígo
Greamaigh den fheamnaigh, a h'óró,
'S mo bhrollach geal mar chúr na trá
'S Mé ag ól an tsáile i mBaile Uí Leóil

My bright yellow hair, a shígo,
Is stuck to the seaweeds, a h'óró,
And my white breasts like the seam foam,
And I drinking the salt sea water in Baile Uí Leóil

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Níl mo ghaol ionat, a shígo
Ná mo pháirt, a h'óró,
Is nuair nach bhfuil, fá húire ceoidh
Bheirim cead snámh' duit i mBaile Uí Leóil

We have no relation, a shígo
Nor any allegiance, a h'óró,
And since we have not, fá húire ceoidh
I'll let you swim in Baile Uí Leóil

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Tabhair scéala do m'athair, a shígo
Ionsar mo mháthair, a h'óró,
Is athair mo chlainne, fá húire ceoidh
Go bhfuil mise 'mo bháthadh i mBaile Uí Leóil

Bring news to my father, a shígo
And across to my mother, a h'óró,
And the father of my children, fá húire ceoidh
That I am drowning in Baile Uí Leóil

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Tá leanbh beag agam, a shígo
'Gus leanbh beag eile, a h'óró,
'Gus leanbán eile, fá húire ceoidh
I gcionn a thrí ráithe, i mBaile Uí Leóil

I have a small baby, a shígo
And another wee baby, a h'óró,
And another young child, fá húire ceoidh
Who's at it's nine months, in Baile Uí Leóil

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Tá leanbh beag agat, a shígo
'Gus leanbh beag eile, a h'óró,
Is beidh leanbán agam, fá húire ceoidh
A bhéas 'na mháistir i mBaile Uí Leóil

You have a small baby, a shígo
And another small baby a h'óró,
And I'll have a child, fá húire ceoidh
Who will be a master, in Baile Uí Leóil

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Tiocfaidh m'athair, a shígo
Anuas fán chladaigh, a h'óró,
Is beidh gheobhaidh sé mise, fá húire ceoidh
Mo bhrádán bhog bháite, i mBaile Uí Leóil

My father will come, a shígo
Down to the shore, a h'óró,
And he will find me, fá húire ceoidh
As a drowned limp salmon, in Baile Uí Leóil

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Ní tiocfaidh d'athair, a shígo
Anuas fán chladaigh seo, a h'óró,
Nó tiocfaidh mé féin le bánú an lae
Is scaoilid do chas-dlaoi i mBaile Uí Leóil

Your father won't come, a shígo
Down by this shore, a h'óró,
For I'll come here myself with the dawning of day
And untie your knotted hair in Baile Uí Leóil

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Nach meanár den mhaoi óíg, a shígo
A thiocfas i m'áitse, a h'óró,
Beidh seomraí geala aici, fá húire ceoidh
Is fuinneogaí gloine i mBaile Uí Leóil

It's well for the young girl, a shígo
Who takes my place, a h'óró,
She'll have bright rooms, fá húire ceoidh7
And glazed windows in Baile Uí Leóil

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So there you have it; sorry it's very long. I'm not sure on what version this is.