It was on a summer's morning, When flowers were a-blooming, O When meadows were adorning And small birds sweetly tuning, O I met my love near Banbridge Town, My charming blooming Sally, O And she is the crown of County Down, The Flower of Magherally, O.
With admiration I did gaze Upon this blooming maiden, O Adam never was more struck When he first saw Eve in Eden, O Her skin was like the lily white That grows in yonder valley, O And I think I blest when I am nigh The Flower of Magherally, O.
Her yellow hair in ringlets fell, Her shoes were Spanish leather, O Her bonnet with blue ribbons strung, Her scarlet scarf and feather, O Like Venus bright she did appear, My charming blooming Sally, O And she is the girl that I love dear, The Flower of Magherally, O.
An Irish lad although I be, With neither wealth nor treasure, O But yet I love my dearest dear, I love her beyond measure, O If I'd all the wealth that is possessed By the great Titharally, O I'd give it to her that I love best, The Flower of Magherally, O.
But I hope the time will surely come, When we'll join hands together, O It's then I'll take my darling home, In spite of wind and weather, O And let them all say what they will, And let them scowl and rally, O For I shall wed the girl I love, The Flower of Magherally, Ooooohoooohooo...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
