Goodbye to Galbally
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O, Fare thee well, sweet Galbally,
I now must bid adieu
And fare thee well sweet Glengly
And to your green woods too
Fare thee well you Galtees high
I ne'er shall see you more
And fare thee well, sweet Aherlow
I'm bound for a foreign shore.
II
Many's the pleasant day I spent
Down by the riverside
With my fishing rod and tackle
And my supposed young bride
And many's the pleasant hour I've spent
In the ivy grown Abbey
That stands erect on the green hillside
Near you, dear Galbally.
III
Now I must leave you all behind
You glens and valleys deep
And plough across the ocean wide
O how it makes me weep
But though I'll never see you more
My heart is still with thee
For I'll ne'er forget the days I've spent
In you sweet Galbally.
I now must bid adieu
And fare thee well sweet Glengly
And to your green woods too
Fare thee well you Galtees high
I ne'er shall see you more
And fare thee well, sweet Aherlow
I'm bound for a foreign shore.
II
Many's the pleasant day I spent
Down by the riverside
With my fishing rod and tackle
And my supposed young bride
And many's the pleasant hour I've spent
In the ivy grown Abbey
That stands erect on the green hillside
Near you, dear Galbally.
III
Now I must leave you all behind
You glens and valleys deep
And plough across the ocean wide
O how it makes me weep
But though I'll never see you more
My heart is still with thee
For I'll ne'er forget the days I've spent
In you sweet Galbally.