Margaret Barry все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы
- The Factory Girl
As I went out walking one fine summer's morning
The birds in the bushes did warble and sing.
The lads and the lasses in couples were sporting,
Going down to yon factory their work to begin.
I spied one among them more fairer than any,
Her cheeks like the red rose that none could excel,
Her skin like the lily that bloomed in yon valley
- The Turfman from Ardee
For the sake of health I took a walk one morning in the dawn,
I met a jolly turf man as I slowly walked along,
The greatest conversation passed between himself and me
And soon I got acquainted with the turfman from Ardee.