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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