Flowers Songtext
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Flowers Songtext
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, O
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, O
Writer(s): Gabor Kovacs, Balazs Karpati, Janos Peter, Gabor Noniusz, Peter Szuna, Lili Virag, Robert Juhasz, Andor Nemes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

