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SONGS OF DONEGAL
The Hills of Donegal

Oh, night and day Im dreaming
Of the hills of Donegal
The heather on the hillside
And the sunshine over all
And tis westward I'd be going
Across the ocean blue
To wake again the happy hours
That long ago I knew

To me you ever call
In every wind that wanders
O'er the wide and lonely sea
And, please god, if he so wills
Soon I'll see my Irish hills
The Hills of Donegal,
So dear to me

I mind the laughing valleys
That look up at dawn of day
To watching the dawnlight creeping
O'er the rugged crests of grey
And I mind the linnets trilling
When the dark clouds lift and go
And the grey hills send the sunshine
To the waiting hearts below
Mary From Dungloe

Oh, then fare thee well, sweet Donegal,
the rosses and Gweedore.
Im crossing the main ocean, where the
foaming billows roar,
It breaks my heart from you to part where i spent many happy days
Farewell to kind relations, for I am bound for Amerikay

Ah, then Mary, you're my hearts delight, my pride and only care,
it was you're cruel father would not let me stay there
But absence makes the heart grow fond aand when I'm o'er the main

And I wished I was in sweet Dungloe and seated on the grass
And by my side a bottle of wine and on my knee a lass
I'd call for liquor of the best and I'd pay before I'd go
and I'd roll my mary in my arms in the town of sweet Dungloe
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The Homes Of Donegal

I've just dropped in to see you all
I'll only stay a while
I want to hear how your getting on
I want to hear your smile
Im happy to be back again
And greet you big and small
For there's no place on earth just like
The Homes of Donegal

I long to see your smiling children
Standing by the door
The kettle boiling on the hearth
As I walk up the floor
And then to see a welcome free
For travellors one and all
For your hearts are like your mountains
In the Homes of Donegal

The time has come for me to go
And bid you all adieu
For the open highway calls me back
To do these things I do
But when Im travelling far away
Your friendship I'll recall
And please God I'll soon return unto
The Home of Donegal

Poems of Inishowen
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