| At Orenmore, in the County Galway,
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| One pleasant evening in the month of May
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| I spied a damsel, she was young and handsome
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| Her beauty fairly took my breath away.
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| She wore no jewels, nor costly diamonds,
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| No paint or powder, no, none at all.
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| But she wore a bonnet with a ribbon on it And round her shoulder was a Galway Shawl.
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| It was strange glue that held us together
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| While we both came apart at the seams
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| She said, your place or mine
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| While we’ve still got the time
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| So I played along with her schemes
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| But I dont have the right to be with you tonight
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| So please leave me alone with no saviour in sight
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| I will sleep safe and sound with nobody around me When faced with my demons;
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| I clothe them and feed them
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| And I smile, Yes I smile
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| As they’re taking me over
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| And if I cannot sleep
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| For the secrets I keep
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| It’s a price I’m willing to meet.
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| For the end of the night never comes too quickly for me And I don’t have the right to be with you tonight
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| So please leave me alone with no Savior
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| I will sleep safe and sound with nobody around me When faced with my demons
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| I clothe them and feed them
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| And I smile Yes I smile
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| As they’re taking me over
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| And if I cannot sleep
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| For the secrets I keep
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| It’s the price I’m willing to seek
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| For the end of the night never comes too quickly for me And I smile
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| For the end of the night never comes too quickly for me And I smile
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| Taking me over
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| She wore no jewels
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| Nor costly diamonds
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| No Paint nor powder
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| No, none at all.
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| She wore a bonnet,
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| With a ribbon on it,
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| And around her shouder, was the Galway Shawl |