Mary Mary

They started up in Donegal, now many years ago.
They crawled out of the woodwork, and they headed for Dunlow.
They found a girl called Mary. They searched in every pub.
Blinded by the whiskey, they cried for mickey beag.

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Mary, Mary, quite contrary, how does your garden grow?
Mary, Mary, quite contrary, my Mary from Donlough.

See Packy, Gay and Daniel with the Marys on the stage.
The marchin' bands and hot dog stands and floats and Goats don't shave. (Bää)
A donky derby ,bonny baby and sessions of lonly bands
and the cars with yellow number plates , and the boots all packed with cans

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See the German girl with the backpack that's was bigger than a caravan
Who emptied pints of Guinness twice as fast as any man
There was reels and jigs and Celtic rigs, and smoke from Philbin's bow,
and I cursed the plastic glasses at the Mary from Dunlow

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