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10 Feb 99 - 04:53 PM (#58025) Subject: Lyr add: The Dear Old Shannon Shore From: Bert Years ago we had a friend named Patrick O'Regan. He used to sing this for us. Chorus... By the dear old Shannon Shore, where the foaming waters flow, and the shamrock clings to every rock by the dear old Shannon Shore. I saw an aged Mother, as she bad her son goodbye On her face, a look of care, a tear stood in her eye. Saying, you now must leave me and I'll never see you more. You're leaving Dear Old Ireland, by the Dear Old Shannon Shore. Chorus... I saw a pair of lovers, as they stood hand in hand, Making their vows together, in their own dear native land Saying "I now must leave you, for to cross the ocean wide, and if ever I do return again, won't you promise to be my bride". Chorus... Bert. |