Richard's Recordings
Richard's Introduction
A
New Broom Sweeps Clean
Erin Galmcree
On
the Banks of the Clady
She Landed in Baltimore
Sporice (Gaelic/English)
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Erin Galmcree
At the setting of
the sun when my daily work is done
as I ramble by the
sea shore for a walk
sure I'd been all
alone I thought of all at home
in that dear little
Island far away.
Oh the Erin Galmcree
you're the only land for me
you're the fairest
that my eyes can now behold.
You're the land St.
Patrick blessed, you're the bright star of the west
you're that dear
little island far away.
It was hard to bid
adieu to the friends I loved so through.
Will I ever see
my darling anymore?
Not until I go to
my friends and all at home
in that dear little
island far away.
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