Melody -
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1. My Wild Irish Rose, The sweetest flower that grows. You may search everywhere, But none can compare with my wild Irish Rose. |
2. My Wild Irish Rose, The dearest flower that grows. And someday for my sake, She may let me take, The bloom from my wild Irish Rose. |
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