Firkin - Flowers

It was on a summer's morning,
When flowers were a-blooming, O
When meadows were adorning
And small birds sweetly tuning, O
I met my love near Banbridge Town,
My charming blooming Sally, O
And she is the crown of County Down,
The Flower of Magherally, O.

With admiration I did gaze
Upon this blooming maiden, O
Adam never was more struck
When he first saw Eve in Eden, O
Her skin was like the lily white
That grows in yonder valley, O
And I think I blest when I am nigh
The Flower of Magherally, O.

Her yellow hair in ringlets fell,
Her shoes were Spanish leather, O
Her bonnet with blue ribbons strung,
Her scarlet scarf and feather, O
Like Venus bright she did appear,
My charming blooming Sally, O
And she is the girl that I love dear,
The Flower of Magherally, O.

An Irish lad although I be,
With neither wealth nor treasure, O
But yet I love my dearest dear,
I love her beyond measure, O
If I'd all the wealth that is possessed
By the great Titharally, O
I'd give it to her that I love best,
The Flower of Magherally, O.

But I hope the time will surely come,
When we'll join hands together, O
It's then I'll take my darling home,
In spite of wind and weather, O
And let them all say what they will,
And let them scowl and rally, O
For I shall wed the girl I love,
The Flower of Magherally, Ooooohoooohooo...