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ALLEY KELLY O!
I
Up the foggy mountain,Within the airy valley O!
Beside the summer fountain
I met my Alley Kelly O!
Her neck than wood-rose whiter,
Her lips the glowing cherry O!
You'd find no maiden brighter,
From Sliab-na-man to Kerry O!
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II
Her hair in streams of gloryFell curling down so grandly O!
When by that mountain hoary
My love stood smiling blandly O!
I thought the Queen of Faery
That highland valley haunted O!
When 'neath the green trees airy
I sat me down enchanted O!
III
My heart was flaming wildly,My voice with love was trembling O!
Her words came low and mildly,
The harp's sweet tone resembling O!
I told her by the water,
While sang the wild birds clearly O!
That up the hills I sought her,
And that I loved her dearly O!
IV
Within my heart I blessed her,She looked so fondly smiling O!
And to my bosom pressed her,
Sweet kisses love beguiling O!
And still to that dear fountain
Within the airy valley O!
I oft stray o'er the mountain
To meet my Alley Kelly O!
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