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The Galway Rover

Pete St. John / Textvariation NoelMcLoughlin

I've the face of a stranger with a smile of a rover
I'll take a glass at down Kinvara and a jug at Oughterard
down the great donkey road to the hills of Connemara
to my dark Spanish lady love in fair Galway Town

Where Jenny is me love she's me bride and she's me darling
Jenny leaves me wonder to the ends of the world
Jenny brings me love gives me hope and sets me dreaming
and when the leaves are turning in her arms I'll settle down
in Galway Town

The spring brings the swallow a fresh land of the rover
where the blushing summer roses shed their petals to the glen
and the long breathless evenings where the loneliness is heaven
makes the dreaming come so easy on the road to Galway Town

Where Jenny is me love . . .

The curlew are calling a shy form is prancing
the ferns on them bulbing by the thousand gentle eyes
all the creature of Eireann, sing their own sweet song of pleasure
as the rover goes a whistling down the road to Galway Town

Where Jenny is me love . . .