Sweet Cootehill town


Oh fare you well, sweet Cootehill town
The place where I was born and bred
Through shady groves and flowery hills
My youthful fancy did serenade

But now, I’m bound for Amerikay
A country that I never saw
These pleasant scenes, I’ll always mind
When I am roving far away

The pleasant hills near Cootehill town
Where I have spent my youthful days
Both day and night, I took delight
In dancing and in harmless plays

But while I rove from town to town
Fond memory in my mind shall stay
Of those pleasant happy youthful hours
That now are spent and passed away

Perchance kind fate will reinstate
And fortune’s face upon me smile
To safe conduct me home again
To my own dear native Irish isle

When all my comrades and friends likewise
Will gather round and to me say
We’ll sing and dance as in days gone by
For you’re welcome home from Amerikay




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