The flower of Sweet Strabane, song

Kevin Gillespie, singing in English
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Lyrics

If I the King of Ireland and all things at my will
I would roam throughout creation new fortune to find still
But the fortune I would seek the most you all may understand
Is to win the heart of Martha the flower of sweet Strabane

Her cheeks they are a rosy red her hair a lovely brown
And o’er her milk white shoulders it carelessly hangs down
She is the finest creature you’d find throughout the land
And my heart is captivated by the flower of sweet Strabane

Now I’ll go over the Lagan down by the big ship tall
My ship is bound for Americay no matter what may befall
My ship is bound for Americay right by the Isle of Man
So I’ll bid farewell and God bless you my flower of sweet Strabane

So I’ll bid farewell and God bless you my flower of sweet Strabane