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Glendalough Saint
In Glendalough lived an old saint Renowned for learning and pietyHis manners was curious and quintAnd he looked upon girl with disparityChorus:fol di dol fol di fol dayfol di dol rol di dol ad dyfol di dol rol di dol dayfol di dol rol di dol ad dyHe was fond of readin` a bookWhen he could get one to his wishesHe was fond of castin` his hookIn among the ould fishesBut one evenin` he landed a troutHe landed a fine big trout, SirWhen young Kathleen from over the wayCame to see what the ould monk was about, Sir”Oh get out o` me way” said the saintfor I am a man of great pietyand me good manners I wouldn`t taintnot by mixing with female societySongtexteOh but Kitty she wouldn`t give inAnd when he got home to his rockeryHe found she was seated thereina-polishin` up his ould crockeryWell he gave the poor creature a shakeAnd I wish that the Garda had caught him!For he threw her right into the lakeAnd, be Jaysus, she sank to the bottom Aus Songtexte Mania