Trish,

Here you go, I hope it was worth the wait.

TARA HILL, from "The Setting" by the Furey Bros.

Tara's on my mind, getting worse as time goes by,
I've got to make the time to see it once before I die,
The slow train has no bar on board, but that would make me cry,
For thinkin' of you, Tara, while I'm drunk enough to fly.

CHORUS: If you were a lass, you'd be my bride
And our love would be a treasure,
Ever would we fly, beneath an Irish sky.
If you were a dream, I'd stay asleep,
And if dreams were made to measure,
I'd be dreaming still, and I'd drink my fill,
Tonight on Tara Hill.

Men have died around you, for Kings and Queens and peers
But they left you as they found you, tho' your talked about____ ____?
Songs of love and bravery, songs of yesteryear,
But the songs about your beauty are the songs I'd love to hear.

Chorus twice

On Tara Hill, (repeat twice at end of song)

I think I have these mostly right, no thanks to Finbar the Great Enunciator.

Don

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