Irish Song Lyrics 
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The Bantry Girl 
As I was going to Bantry, on a market day I met a Bantry girl treading along the way Her business was to market with butter, milk and cheese And we jogged along quite merry, me lads, sing fol-de-diddly-dee. 
We sang along quite merry, me lads, together side by side Till this Bantry lass, her garter came untied For fear that she should lose it, she unto me did say Oh, my garter is untied, me lads, sing fol-de-diddly-day. 
I took her to the undergrowth, the grass grew very high I put this lassie on her back, her garter for to tie With the tying of her garter, such sights I never did see And we jogged along quite merry, me lads, sing fol-de-diddly-dee. 
Oh, since you've had your will of me, pray tell me what's your name? What's your occupation, and whence and where you came? My name is Jack the Rover, I live in the town of Ardee And I live at the signs of the ups and downs, sing fol-de-diddly-dee. 
Well, this lassie missed her market, her butter was unsold But with the losing of her maidenhead, it grieved her heart more sore He's gone, he's gone, he's gone, she said, he's not the lad for me And he lives at the signs of the ups and downs, sing fol-de-diddly-dee.