The Galway Shawl (feat. Steve Earle)

In Oranmore in the Co Galway
One pleasant evening in the month of May
I spied a damsel she was young and handsome
Her beauty fairly stole my breath away

We kept on walking she kept on talking
‘Til her father’s cottage came in to view
She said come in sir and meet my father
And play for him the Foggy Dew

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She wore no jewels no costly diamonds
No paint no powder no none at all
But she wore a bonnet, with a ribbon on it
And round her shoulders was a Galway shawl

I played The Blackbird and The Stacks of Barley
Rodney’s Glory and The Foggy Dew
She sang each note like an Irish Linnet
When the tears they fell from her eyes so blue

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Was early early all in the morning
I hit the road for old Donegal
She said goodbye sir, she cried and kissed me
My heart remains with the Galway shawl.

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