| well i used to be a rover and i rambled all around
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| and i never felt the urge to settle down
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| but in the county antrim down ballymena waysly cupid came a-calling me one day
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| and from the very start sure she stole away me heart
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| since i saw her standing there
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| and with her i will stay until me dying day
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| and i met her at the gracehill fair
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| she was lovely as the roses and as graceful as a swan
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| and her lilting voice would brighten any dawn
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| i knew id be in heaven just to hold her in me arms
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| i was smitten by her beauty and her char
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| and from the very start sure she stole away me heart
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| since i saw her standing there
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| and with her i will stay until me dying day
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| and i met her at the gracehill fair
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| well the fair it runs from april until lammas days are done
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| and all are in good humour having fun
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| theres fiddlers, theres pipers and theres dancers on the green
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| and the finest wares that you have ever seen
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| and from the very start sure she stole away me heart
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| since i saw her standing there
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| and with her i will stay until me dying day
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| and i met her at the gracehill fair
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| now me roving days are over and im happy for to bide
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| for the lovely lass i met became me bride
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| each day i count me blessings for true love we do share
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| since i met her at the gracehill fair
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| and from the very start sure she stole away me heart
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| since i saw her standing there
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| and with her i will stay until me dying day
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| and i met her at the gracehill fair
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| and from the very start sure she stole away me heart
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| since i saw her standing there
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| and with her i will stay until me dying day
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| and i met her at the gracehill fair |