The Moorlough Shore-Nabil Khazzaka

[ti:The Moorlough Shore] [ar:Nabil Khazzaka] [al:The Moorlough Shore] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Moorlough Shore - Nabil Khazzaka [00:06.18]Your hills and dales and flowery vales [00:13.58]That lie near the moorlough shore [00:19.49] [00:20.20]Your vines that blow by borden's grove [00:27.42]Shall I ever see no more [00:33.53] [00:34.36]Where the primrose blows [00:37.77]And the violet grows [00:41.77]Where the trout and salmon play [00:48.35]With my line and hook delight I took [00:55.79]To spend my youthful days [01:02.78] [01:16.39]Last night I went town to see my love [01:24.12]And to hear what she might say [01:30.76]To see if she'd take pity on me [01:38.09]Just before I go away [01:44.16] [01:44.67]She said I love an irish lad [01:52.24]And he was my only joy [01:58.96]And ever since I saw his face [02:06.44]I've loved that soldier boy [02:12.93] [03:09.58]Well perhaps your soldier lad is lost [03:17.02]Sailing over the rising of maine [03:23.07] [03:23.61]Or perhaps he is gone with some other go [03:31.19]You may never see him again [03:37.28] [03:37.79]Well if my irish lad is lost [03:45.09]He's the one I do adore [03:51.98]And seven years I will wait for him [03:59.38]By the banks of the moorlough shore [04:06.60] [04:09.64]Farewell to sinclaire's castle grand [04:16.93]Farewell to the foggy dew [04:22.89] [04:23.63]Where the linen waves like bleaching white [04:31.02]And the falling stream runs still [04:37.74]Near there I spent my youthful days [04:45.32]But alas they all are gone [04:52.07]For cruelty has banished me [04:59.42]Far away from the moorlough shore