Lyrics The Flower of Maherally - Anuna
                                                One 
                                                pleasant 
                                                summer's 
                                                morning 
                                                when 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                flowers 
                                                were 
                                                springing 
                                                O
 
                                    
                                
                                                Nature 
                                                was 
                                                adorning 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                wee 
                                                birds 
                                                sweetly 
                                                singing 
                                                O
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                met 
                                                my 
                                                love 
                                                near 
                                                Banbridge 
                                                Town, 
                                                my 
                                                charming 
                                                blue-eyed 
                                                Sally 
                                                O
 
                                    
                                
                                                She's 
                                                the 
                                                queen 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                County 
                                                Down, 
                                                the 
                                                flower 
                                                of 
                                                Maherally 
                                                O
 
                                    
                                
                                                With 
                                                admiration 
                                                    I 
                                                did 
                                                gaze 
                                                upon 
                                                this 
                                                blue-eyed 
                                                maiden 
                                                O
 
                                    
                                
                                                Adam 
                                                wasn't 
                                                half 
                                                so 
                                                pleased 
                                                when 
                                                he 
                                                met 
                                                his 
                                                Eve 
                                                in 
                                                Eden 
                                                O
 
                                    
                                
                                                Her 
                                                skin 
                                                was 
                                                like 
                                                the 
                                                lily 
                                                white 
                                                that 
                                                grows 
                                                in 
                                                yonder 
                                                valley 
                                                O
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                hope 
                                                the 
                                                day 
                                                will 
                                                surely 
                                                come 
                                                when 
                                                we'll 
                                                join 
                                                hands 
                                                together 
                                                O
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Tis 
                                                then 
                                                I'll 
                                                take 
                                                my 
                                                darling 
                                                home 
                                                in 
                                                spite 
                                                of 
                                                wind 
                                                and 
                                                weather 
                                                O
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                let 
                                                them 
                                                all 
                                                say 
                                                what 
                                                they 
                                                will 
                                                and 
                                                let 
                                                them 
                                                reel 
                                                and 
                                                rally 
                                                O
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                    I 
                                                shall 
                                                wed 
                                                the 
                                                girl 
                                                    I 
                                                love, 
                                                the 
                                                flower 
                                                of 
                                                Maherally 
                                                O
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                let 
                                                them 
                                                all 
                                                say 
                                                what 
                                                they 
                                                will 
                                                and 
                                                let 
                                                them 
                                                reel 
                                                and 
                                                rally 
                                                O
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                    I 
                                                shall 
                                                wed 
                                                the 
                                                girl 
                                                    I 
                                                love, 
                                                the 
                                                flower 
                                                of 
                                                Maherally 
                                                O
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Salve Rex Gloriae
2 Ardaigh Cuan
3 Beati Quorum Via
4 The Flower of Maherally
5 Geantraí
6 Maria Matrem
7 Codail a Linbh
8 Gaudete
9 Ave Generosa
10 O Viridissima
11 Dúlamán
12 A Stór Mo Chroí
13 The Mermaid
14 St. Nicholas
15 Tenebrae I
16 Tenebrae II
17 Tenebrae III
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