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• Artiste: Silly Wizard
• Titre: The Banks of the Lee
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When true lovers meet down beside the green bower When true lovers meet down beneath the green tree When Mary, fond Mary, declared to her true love "You have stolen my poor heart from the Banks of the Lee" I loved her very dearly, most true and sincerely There was no one in this wide world I loved more than she Every bush, every bower, every wild Irish flower Reminds me of my Mary, on the banks of the Lee. "Don't stay out too late, love, on the moorlands, my Mary Don't stay out too late, love, on the moorlands from me" But it's little was my notion when we parted on the ocean That we were forever partin by the Banks of the Lee I loved her very dearly, most true and sincerely There was no one in this wide world I loved more than she Every bush, every bower, every wild Irish flower Reminds me of my Mary, on the banks of the Lee. I will pull my love some roses, some wild Irish roses I will pull my love her some roses, the fairest e'er seen And I'll leave them on the grave of my own dear darlin Mary In that cold and silent churchyard where she sleeps 'neath the dew I loved her very dearly, most true and sincerely There was no one in this wide world I loved more than she Every bush, every bower, every wild Irish flower Reminds me of my Mary, on the banks of the Lee.