.Her eyes they shone like the diamonds
You'd think she was queen of the land
And her hair hung over her shoulder>Tied up with a black velvet band.
In a neat little town they call Belfast
Apprenticed to trade I was bound
And many an hour's sweet happiness
I spent in that neat litt.
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