Not the one you wanted, but interesting nonetheless:

From Songs of Erin by Charles Villiers Stanford and Alfred Perceval Graves. London: Boosey & Co., 1901.

[The link takes you to the lyrics. Sheet music is on the following pages.]


THE BEAUTIFUL CITY OF SLIGO
Words, Alfred Perceval Graves. Music, Charles Villiers Stanford.

1. We may tramp the earth for all that we're worth,
But what odds where you and I go?
We shall never meet a spot so sweet
As the beautiful City of Sligo.

CHORUS: Oh, sure she's a Queen in purple and green,
As she shimmers and glimmers her gardens between;
And away to Lough Lene the like isn't seen
Of her river a-quiver with shadow and sheen,
The beautiful City of Sligo.

2. Though bustle and noise are some folks' joys,
Your London just gives me ver-ti-go;
You can hear yourself talk when out you walk
Thro' the beautiful City of Sligo.

3. As an artist in stones a genius was Jones,
Whom so queerly they christened In-i-go,
But he hadn't the skill to carve a Grass Hill
For the beautiful City of Sligo.

4. Then for powder and puff and cosmetical stuff,
Dear girls, to Dame Fashion, ah! why go?
When Dame Nature supplies for tresses and eyes
Such superior dyes down in Sligo.


[Sung in operatic style by Anne Murray on "Last Rose of Summer: Songs of Ireland," Hyperion CD 66627, 1994.]