The Banks Of The Lee
Traditional Irish – the Lee is a river in County Cork

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When two lovers meet down beneath the green bower
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When two lovers meet down beneath the green tree
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When Mary, fond Mary, she said unto her true love
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"You have stolen my young heart on the Banks of the Lee"

Chorus
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For I loved her very dearly, most truly and sincerely
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There was no one in this wide world I loved more than she
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Every bush and every bower, every wild Irish flower
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Reminds me of my Mary, on the banks of the Lee.

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"Don't stay out too late, love, on the moorlands, my Mary
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Don't stay out too late, love, on the moorlands from me"
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But how little was my notion when we parted by the ocean
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That we were forever parted on the Banks of the Lee    Chorus

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I will pluck my love some roses, some wild Irish roses
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I will pluck my love some roses, the fairest to see
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And I'll leave them by the graveside of my own true loving Mary
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By that cold and silent grave where she sleeps 'neath the lea.    Chorus
 

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