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The Johnstons
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The Curragh of Kildare
Thewinter it ispast and thesummer's come atlast And small birds aresinging in the trees Their little hearts areglad butmine is verysad For mytrue love isfar away fromme
All you that are in love and cannot it remove I pity the pain that you indure For experience lets me know that your hearts are full of woe It's a woe that no mortal can endure
A livery I will wear and I'll comb back my hair Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com In velvet so green I will appear And it's then I will repair to the Curragh of Kildare For it's there I; ll find tidings of my dear
The rose upon the briar and the water running free Gives joy to the linnet and the bee Their little hearts are blessed but mine is not at rest For my true love is absent from me.
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