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• Artiste: Longest Johns (The)
• Titre: The Banks Of The Lee
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When two lovers meet down beside the green bower When two lovers meet down beneath the green tree When Mary, fond Mary, declared unto her lover "You have stolen my poor heart from the Banks of the Lee" I loved her very dearly, so truly and sincerely There was no one in this wide world I loved better than she Every bush and every bower, every wild Irish flower Reminds me of my Mary, on the banks of the Lee "Well don't stay out late, love, on the moorlands, my Mary Well don't stay out late, love, on the moorlands from me" How little was our notion when we parted on the ocean That we were forever parted from the Banks of the Lee I loved her very dearly, so truly and sincerely There was no one in this wide world I loved better than she Every bush and every bower, every wild Irish flower Reminds me of my Mary, on the banks of the Lee I will pluck my love some roses, some blooming Irish roses I will pluck my love some roses, the fairest that ever grew And I'll lay them on the grave of my own true lovely Mary In that cold and silent churchyard where she sleeps 'neath the dew I loved her very dearly, so truly and sincerely There was no one in this wide world I loved better than she Every bush and every bower, every wild Irish flower Reminds me of my Mary, on the banks of the Lee