| I’ve the face of a stranger with a smile of a rover
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| I’ll take a glass at down Kinvara and a jug at Oughterard
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| Down the great donkey roads though the hills of Connemara
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| To my dark Spanish handsome love way down in Galway town
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| Chorus (after each verse):
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| Where Jimmy is me love, he’s me pride, he’s me darling
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| Jimmy leaves me wander to the ends of the world
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| Jimmy brings me love, gives me hope and sets me dreaming
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| And when the leaves are turning, in his arms I’ll settle down in Galway town
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| The spring brings the swallow, a fresh land of the rover
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| Where the blushing summer roses shed their petals to the glen
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| And the long breathless evenings where the loneliness is heaven
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| Makes the dreaming come so easy on the road to Galway town
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| The curlew are calling, a shy form is prancing
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| All the ferns on them bulbing by the thousand gentle eyes
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| All the creatures of Eireann sing their own sweet songs of pleasure
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| As the rover goes a-whistling down the road to Galway town
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| Where he’s me love, he’s me pride, he’s me darling
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| Jimmy leaves me wander to the ends of the world
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| Jimmy brings me love, gives me hope and sets me dreaming
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| And when the leaves are turning, in his arms I’ll settle down in Galway town |