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Not really Irish ... a Scottish ballad ... An earthly nourris sits and sings And aye she sings, "Ba lilly wean (and) no ken I, my bairns father Far less the land that he dwells in." And up come he to her bed fit A grumly guest I'm sure…

Played on an O'Riordan D-whistle

come away, come away away from trouble away from care come away, come away away from sorrow away from fear may the cool wind find you through a thousand thoughts unsaid gather you in weary day behind you and you can lay your head…