My love came to Dublin One fine Sunday morning. My love came to Dublin To honour me there He wore a green ribbon Wrapped round a green bonnet And I wore a bangle of gold in my hair
Now the leaves they were green On that bright Sunday morning But now they all fall In this wind in the bough And I never asked him To buy me a ring Fall down very lightly You leaves haunt me now
I will not ask the clergy For prayers in the chapel I will not hear the minister Singing his prayers
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