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Sweet Cappamore
CBÉS 0521
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Sweet Cappamore
Sweet Cappamore my native place, you are always in my mind.
Iwill think of you wherever I go and one I left behind.
I often think of boyhood days, those happy days of yore.
When being a boy, I roamed with joy, through dear old Cappamore.
II
In bygone days I went to school, in dreams we have them still.
For with my comrades full of glee, we climbed Dromsally hill.
But now alas through far away, I will climb that hill no more.
Nor listen to the larks loud song, that sings round Cappamore.
Sweet Cappamore my native place, you are always in my mind.
Iwill think of you wherever I go and one I left behind.
I often think of boyhood days, those happy days of yore.
When being a boy, I roamed with joy, through dear old Cappamore.
II
In bygone days I went to school, in dreams we have them still.
For with my comrades full of glee, we climbed Dromsally hill.
But now alas through far away, I will climb that hill no more.
Nor listen to the larks loud song, that sings round Cappamore.