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Biddy Mulligan
CHORUS
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You may travel from Clare to the county Kildare
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From Francis Street back to the Coombe;
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But where would you see a fine widow like me?
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Biddy Mulligan the pride of the Coombe, me boys,
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Biddy Mulligan the pride of the Coombe.
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I'm a buxom fine widow, I live in a spot
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In Dublin, they call it the Coombe.
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Me shops and me stalls are laid out on the street,
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And me palace consists of one room.
D G
I sell apples and oranges, nuts and sweet peas,
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Bananas and sugar stick sweet.
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On a Saturday night I sell second-hand clothes,
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From the floor of me stall in the street.
D A7
You may travel from Clare to the county Kildare
D E7 A
From Francis Street back to the Coombe;
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But where would you see a fine widow like me?
D A7 D
Biddy Mulligan the pride of the Coombe, me boys,
D A7 D
Biddy Mulligan the pride of the Coombe.
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I sell fish on a Friday, spread out on a board;
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The finest you'll find in the sea.
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But the best is my herrings, fine Dublin Bay herrings,
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There's herrings for dinner and tea.
D G
I have a son, Mick, he's great on the flute,
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He plays in the Longford Street band;
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It would do your heart good for to see him march
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Out on a Sunday for Dollymount Strand.
D A7
You may travel from Clare to the county Kildare
D E7 A
From Francis Street back to the Coombe;
D D7 G
But where would you see a fine widow like me?
D A7 D
Biddy Mulligan the pride of the Coombe, me boys,
D A7 D
Biddy Mulligan the pride of the Coombe.
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In the park, on a Sunday, I make quite a dash;
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The neighbors look on in surprise.
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With my Aberdeen shawlie thrown over my head,
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I dazzle the sight of their eyes.
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At Patrick Street corner, for sixty-four years,
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I've stood, and no one can deny
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That while I stood there, nobody could dare
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To say black was the white of my eye.
D A7
You may travel from Clare to the county Kildare
D E7 A
From Francis Street back to the Coombe;
D D7 G
But where would you see a fine widow like me?
D A7 D
Biddy Mulligan the pride of the Coombe, me boys,
D A7 D
Biddy Mulligan the pride of the Coombe.
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