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In a town on the sea, by the castle |
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Doonee,The fairest of them all, was the maiden |
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Eileen.The bloom on her cheek was as fresh as the dew, |
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And her heart to a young fisher laddie was true. |
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At morn he would sail with the sun and the tide, |
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That he would return to his promised young bride. |
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And there on the shore she could hear it so plain, |
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His voice in the wind singing soft this refrain. |
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Eileen, My |
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Eileen, Oh wait for me wait |
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Eileen.They were to be wed on a |
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Sunday in |
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May,And faith was a joy to see |
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Eileen so gay. |
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The morning before he set sail with the tide, |
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But he never returned to his promised young bride. |
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Oh no never more was her heart light and warm, |
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Her lover he died, yes he died in a storm. |
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But down by the shore, she could still hear so plain, |
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His voice in the wind, singing soft this refrain. |
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Eileen, My |
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Eileen, Oh wait for me wait |
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Eileen.They say that her heart, it was broken in two, |
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The lovely |
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Eileen, ah so young and so true. |
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And down by the shore, they who loved her the best, |
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By the rock where she waited, they laid her to rest. |
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Oh many the years that have past since that day, |
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But maidens who wait for their lovers they say. |
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But still on the shore, they can hear it so plain, |
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His ghost in the wind, singing soft this refrain. |
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Eileen, My |
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Eileen, oh wait for me wait |
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Eileen. |