Celtic Woman
The Galway Shawl
At Oranmore in the county Galway
One pleasant evening in the month of May
I spied a damsel, she was young and handsome
Her beauty fairly took my breath away
She wore no jewels, nor costly diamonds
No paint or powder, no none at all
She wore a bonnet with ribbons on it
And 'round her shoulders was the Galway shawl
I played, "The Black Bird", "The Stack of Barley"
"Rodney's Glory" and "The Foggy Dew"
She sang each note like an Irish linnet
And tears weld in her eyes of blue
'Twas early, early, all in the morning
I hit the road for old Donegal
Said she, "Goodbye, sir," she cried and kissed me
My heart remain with the Galway shawl
She wore no jewels, nor costly diamonds
No paint or powder, no none at all
She wore a bonnet with ribbons on it
And 'round her shoulders was the Galway shawl
She wore no jewels, nor costly diamonds
No paint or powder, no none at all
She wore a bonnet with ribbons on it
And 'round her shoulders was the Galway shawl
From Letras Mania