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Cavan Girl - Barleycorn

The late Derek MacCormack singing Cavan Girl. As I walk the road from Killeshandra, weary I sit down For it's twelve long miles around the lake to get to Cavan town 'Though Oughter and the road I go, one scene beyond compare How I curse the time it takes to reach my Cavan girl so fair. The autumn shades are on the leaves, the trees will soon be bare Each red coat leaf around me seems the colour of her hair My gaze retreats, defies my feet and once again I sigh Of a broken pool of sky reminds the colour of her eyes. At the Cavan cross each Sunday morning it's there she can be found And she seems to have the eye of every boy in Cavan town If my luck will hold I'll have the golden summer of her smile And to break the hearts of Cavan men she'll talk to me a while So next Sunday evening finds me homeward to Killeshandra bound To work a week till I return to court in Cavan town When asked if she would be my wife, at least she'd not said no So next Sunday morning rouse myself and back to her I go.