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maid of culmore(cara dillon )
leaving sweet lovely derry for fair london town,
there is no finer harbour all around can be found,
where the youngsters each evening go down to the shore,
and the joy bells are ringing for the maid of culmore.
the first time i saw her she passed me by,
and the next time that i saw her she bid me goodbye,
but the last time i saw her it grieved my heart sore,
for she sailed down loch foyle and away from culmore.
if i had the power the storms for to rise,
i would make the wind blow and i'd darken the skies,
i would make the wind blow high and the salt seas to roar,
till the day that my darling away from culmore.
to the back parts of america my love i 'll go and see,
for it's there i know no-one and no-one knows me,
and if don't find her i 'll return home no more,
like a pilgrim i 'll wander for the maid of culmore.
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