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Hutschile heiale,
s'Kalbl geht ins Weiale,
s'Kitzl geht ins Holdalab,
schaut ob's Dirndle schlafrig tat,
hutschi hutschi ha.
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1) I gave my love a cherry, that has no stone.
I gave my love a chicken, that has no bone.
I told my love a story, that has no end.
I gave my love a baby, with no cryin'.
2) How can there be a cherry, that has no stone.
How can there be a chicken, that has no bone.
How can there be a story, that has no end.
How can there be a...
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I like the flowers,
I like the daffodils,
I like the mountains,
I like the rolling hills,
I like the fireside,
when the lights are low.
Dumdidimdi, dumdidimdi,
dumdidimdi, dumdidimdi.
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I wake up this morning with the sun in my heart. (3x)
Praise the name of the Lord.
Shine, shine, shine,
shine, shine, shine,
shine, shine, shine.
Praise the name of the Lord.
Glory, glory, glory halleluja.
Glory, glory, glory halleluja.
Glory, glory, glory halleluja.
Praise the name of the Lord.
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1) I’ll tell me ma, when I go home,
the boys won’t leave the girls alone.
They pull my hair, they stole my comb,
and that’s allright till I go home.
She is handsome, she is pretty,
she’s the belle of Belfast city,
she is courtin’, one, two, three.
Please won’t you tell me who is she?
2) Albert Mooney says he loves her,
All...
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