Текст песни Irish Orchid

You were down in Cork south of Dublin
lovely green eyes surrounded by your pale porcelain skin.
Yes a beautiful flower I
picked you out of a field that was covered in dew.
Yes you were covered, covered in dew a graceful pretty bee orchid.
That's never going to sting.
The word is the word is kind and loving.
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Curves like the rolling hills of the moor.
You are oh so very wealthy and in beauty far from poor.
Sweet and so young a fiery red head
in the weave of this land a golden thread.
Yes in the weave a golden thread more talents than the strings on a harp.
Your mind not blunt but very sharp.
The word is the word is kind and loving.