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I wish I were on yonder hill
'Tis there I'd sit and cry my fill
And every tear would turn a mill

I wish I sat on my true love's knee
Many a fond story he told to me
He told me things that ne'er shall be

Chorus:
Siuil, siuil, siuil a ruin
Siuil go sochar agus siuil go ciuin
Siuil go doras agus ealaigh liom

His hair was black his eye was blue
His arm was strong his word was true
I wish in my heart I was with you

Chorus

I'll dye my petticoats I'll dye them red
And 'round the world I'll beg my bread
'Til I find my love alive or dead

Chorus x2

Siuil go doras agus ealaigh liom

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