The Man of the North Countrie

He came from the North and his words were few
But his voice was kind and his heart was true;
And I knew by his eyes n guile had he,
So I married the manof.the North Countrie.

Oh! Garryowen maybe more gay,
Than this quiet street of Ballibay;
And I know the sunshines softly down.
On the river that passes my native town.

But there’s not – I say it with joyand pridee –
Better man than mine in Munsterwide;
And Limerick town has no happier hearth
than mine has been with my man of the North.

I wish that in Munster they only knew
The kind, kind neighbours I came unto;
Small hate or scorn would ever be
Between the South and the North Countrie.

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