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Can anybody tell me where the Blarney Roses growIt might be down in Limerick town, it might be in MayoIt's somewhere in the Emerald Isle and this I want to knowCan anybody tell me where the Blarney Roses growT'was over in old Ireland, near the town of CushendallOne morn' I met a damsel there, the fairest of them allT'was with my young affections and my money she did goShe told me she belonged to where the Blarney Roses growHer cheeks were like red roses and her hair a raven hueBefore that she bad done with me, she had me raving tooShe sorely left me stranded, not a coin she left, you knowDid the damsel that belonged to where the Blarney Roses growThere's roses in Killarney and there's some in County ClareBut upon my word, the roses, lads, I can't find anywhereShe blarneyed me for by the power, she left me broke, you knowDid the damsel that belonged to where the Blarnye Roses growA-chusla gra mo chroi young man, she murmered soft to meIf you belong to Irela From Letras Mania