Ringsend Rose

Pete St John

In[D] Irishtown there lives a[G] girl
Fairer[D] than the flower I'm[A] wearing
Rose[D] Donohue all fresh and[G] new
And I[D] love her[A7] past all[D] caring
And there she goes my Ringsend Rose
In God's garden there's none rarer
And there she goes My Ringsend Rose
Dublin Town has seen none Fairer
Sweet seventeen my seamstrees queen
She's no bigger than a thimble
Soft satin skin, street outlook's grin
Sure she makes the world look simple
Three yards of lace to walk with grace
And a golden ring she's asking
They say man's slow, ah but still I know
That our love is everlasting 

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