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My Mary Of The Curling Hair Lyrics And Chords, Written by Gerald Griffin from Limerick [1803-1840] The video is of Johnny McEvoy.

[C]My Mary [Em]of the [F]curling hair,
The [G]laughing teeth, and[G7] bashful [C]air,
[C]Our bridal [Em]morn is [F]dawning fair,
With [G]blushes in the skies.
[Dm]suil[G7] suil[C] suil a Gra
[F]suil, go [G7]socair and [C]suil to[G] buan
My [C]love! my [C7]pearl!
My [F]own dear [C]girl!
My mountain[G] maid a[C]rise!

Wake, linnet of the osier grove!
Wake, trembling, stainless, virgin dove!
Wake, nestling of a parent's love!
Let Moran see thine eyes.
suil suil suil a Gra
suil, go socair and suil to buan


I am no stranger, proud and gay,
To win thee from thy home away,
And find thee, for a distant day,
A theme for wasting sighs.
suil suil suil a Gra
suil, go socair and suil to buan

But we were known from infancy,
Thy father's hearth was home to me,
No selfish love was mine for thee,
Unholy and unwise.
suil suil suil a Gra
suil, go socair and suil to buan


And yet,to see what Love can do
Though calm my hope has burned, and true,
My cheek is pale and worn for you,
And sunken are mine eyes!
suil suil suil a Gra
suil, go socair and suil to buan


But soon my love shall be my bride,
And happy by our own fire-side,
My veins shall feel the rosy tide,
That lingering Hope denies.
suil suil suil a Gra
suil, go socair and suil to buan
 
My Mary of the curling hair,
The laughing teeth and bashful air,
Our bridal morn is dawning fair,
With blushes in the skies.
suil suil suil a Gra
suil, go socair and suil to buan
My love! my pearl!
My own dear girl!
My mountain maid, arise.

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