She Comes From The Place
F Francis Duggan
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She comes from the place where the green rushes grow
Where the Araglen waters to the Blackwater flow
A beautiful young woman in her life's prime
One might say of her on the right side of time
Her eyes are as blue as the ripe Autumn sloe
And her hair is as dark as the wing of a crow
With the warmth of friendliness in her hello
And beauty goes with her to where-ever she go
Young and single and happy and very carefree
Things cannot get much better for one of twenty three
The type who does make a new friend every day
The beautiful one from a place far away
And she never does yearn for the life she did know
In the green rushy fields where the Araglen flow.
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