Portlairge

One day I was in Portláirge
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There was wine and punch on the table there
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The house was full of women there
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And me drinking to their health
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And a woman from Rath left with me
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And three from Tipperary
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Their people were not pleased
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They were not but half-pleased
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Oh I’ll leave from Carraig tomorrow
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And I’ll bring a fine girl with me
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We’ll go through Bhearnan
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North to Tipperary
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