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Song 13 The Orange Maid of Sligo
Traditional
This recording by 'Houl Yer Whisht' on Outlet Records
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Ben Bulben's wild and lofty height Where evening setting sun was bright Bestowed a flood of golden light Across the Bay of Sligo A bonny barque with glancing oar And swelling sail was seen before The waves that pound that lofty shore Around the Bay of Sligo And at the prow there sat a girl With rosy lips and flaxen curl And simple beauty like a pearl The Orange maid of Sligo And glancing o'er the vessel's side She saw upon the waters glide An orange lily, her golden pride Upon the Bay of Sligo Make haste, make haste, oh save that flower I prize it more than rose or bower No traitor must take it within his power Around the Bay of Sligo An Orange youth dived o’er the prow, Brought back that flower and with a bow Bestowed it on the gentle brow Of the orange maid of Sligo And soon she was his bonny bride And oft they spoke at even tide About that lily's golden pride Around the Bay of Sligo Come all true blues and fill your glass A brighter toast will never pass We'll drink unto that bonny lass The Orange Maid of Sligo |
