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{{cquote|One morning bright and early as I went to Clones fair
{{cquote|One morning bright and early as I went to [[Clones]] fair


I met a maid so beautiful she seemed beyond compare
I met a maid so beautiful she seemed beyond compare
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Her rosy lips and dainty steps soon caused my heart to soar
Her rosy lips and dainty steps soon caused my heart to soar


So I asked if she would marry me, on Killyfole Lough shore
So I asked if she would marry me, on [[Killyfole Lough]] shore




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Farewell to Killyfole! Farewell, Farewell to sweet Slieve Beagh!
Farewell to [[Killyfole]]! Farewell, Farewell to sweet [[Slieve Beagh]]!


I'm off to fight the foreigner for I can no longer stay
I'm off to fight the foreigner for I can no longer stay
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In Flanders mud and splashed with blood where the cannon spit and roar
In Flanders mud and splashed with blood where the cannon spit and roar


I'll dream of her that once I loved, on Killyfole Lough shore.|||Story is that this was found in a old recipe book and seems to have been written around the time of the First World War. If sung, the last line should be repeated in each verse|}}
I'll dream of her that once I loved, on Killyfole Lough shore.|||Story is that this was found in a old recipe book<br> and seems to have been written around the time <br>of the First World War. <br>If sung, the last line should be repeated in each verse|}}

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One morning bright and early as I went to Clones fair

I met a maid so beautiful she seemed beyond compare

Her rosy lips and dainty steps soon caused my heart to soar

So I asked if she would marry me, on Killyfole Lough shore



With eyes that spoke as clearly as the words upon a page

She softly sighed it cannot be that I with you engage

I've been promised to another and though it grieves me sore

We both must part forever here, on Killyfole Lough shore



I drew her closely to my breast and stroked her long brown hair

Another you can't marry now if it is for me you care.

With words and tears I begged her hand and kissed her more and more

To marry me she'd not agree, on Killyfole Lough shore!



A parting's never easy and I still could see her smile

As I to Clones bent my step mile after aching mile

And there the sergeant said to me Enlist and join our corps

You'll never win that pretty girl, on Killyfole Lough shore



Farewell to Killyfole! Farewell, Farewell to sweet Slieve Beagh!

I'm off to fight the foreigner for I can no longer stay

In Flanders mud and splashed with blood where the cannon spit and roar

I'll dream of her that once I loved, on Killyfole Lough shore.

—Story is that this was found in a old recipe book
and seems to have been written around the time
of the First World War.
If sung, the last line should be repeated in each verse