Eileen Óg The Dubliners

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Eileen Óg and that the darling's name is
And through the Barony her features they were famous
If we loved her then who was there to blame us
For wasn't she the pride of Petravore

But her beauty made us all look so shy
Not a man could look her in the eye
Boys, oh boys, sure that's the reason why
We're in mourning for the pride of Petravore

Eileen Óg, me heart is growin' grey
Ever since the day you wandered far away
Eileen Óg, there's good fish in the sea
But there's none of them like the pride of Petravore

Friday at the fair of Ballintubber
Eileen met McGrath, the cattle jobber
I'd like to set me mark upon the robber
For he stole away the pride of Petravore

He never seemed to see the girl at all
Even when she ogled him from underneath her shawl
Looking big and masterfull when she was looking small
Most provoking for the pride of Petravore

Eileen Óg, me heart is growin' grey
Ever since the day you wandered far away
Eileen Óg, there's good fish in the sea
But there's none of them like the pride of Petravore