Don't sing me 'Slievenamon' or 'Molly Malone' or 'The Banks Of My Own Lovely Lee'
Or 'The Boys Of Wexford' or 'Galway Bay' or even 'The Rose Of Tralee'
I've often heard those songs sung in my young years and the past I do want to forget
They were and are well loved old ballads though tinged with nostalgia and regret
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