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\Ch{Am}{Eileen} Oge, and \Ch{E7}{that} the darlin's \Ch{Am}{name} is, \Ch{G}{through} the barony her \Ch{D}{features} they were \Ch{G}{famous}

\Ch{Am}{If} we loved her, \Ch{E7}{who} is there to \Ch{Am}{blame} us, for wasn't she the \Ch{E7}{pride} of Petra\Ch{Am}{vore} ?

\Ch{F}{But} her \Ch{G7}{beauty} \Ch{C}{made} us all so shy, \Ch{Dm}{not} a \Ch{E7}{man} could \Ch{Am}{look} her in the eye

\Ch{F}{Boys}, O \Ch{G7}{boys}, sure \Ch{C}{that's} reason why we're in \Ch{Am}{mourning} for the \Ch{E7}{pride} of Petra\Ch{Am}{vore}
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\Ch{F}{Eileen} \Ch{G7}{Og}, me \Ch{C}{heart} is growing grey \Ch{Dm}{ever} since the \Ch{E7}{day}, you \Ch{Am}{wandered} far away

\Ch{F}{Eileen} \Ch{G7}{Og}, there's \Ch{C}{good} fish in the sea but there's \Ch{Am}{none} of them like the \Ch{E7}{pride} of Petra\Ch{Am}{vore}
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Friday at the fair of Ballintubber

Eileen met McGrath the cattle jobber

I'd like to set me mark upon the robber

For he stole away the Pride of Petravore

He never seemed to see the girl at all

Even when she ogled him underneath her shawl

Looking big and masterful when she was looking small

Most provoking for the Pride of Petravore

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So it went as it was in the beginning

Eileen Og was bent upon the winning

Big McGrath contentedly was grinning

Being courted by the Pride of Petravore

Says he, \og I know a girl who'd knock you into fits \fg

At that Eileen nearly lost her wits

The upshot of the ruction was that now the robber sits

With his arm around the Pride of Petravore

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Boys, O boys, with fate 'tis hard to grapple

Of my eye 'cause Eileen was the apple

And to see her walkin' to the chapel

Wid the hardest featured man in Petravore

Now me boys, this is all I have to say

When you do your courting make no display

If you want them to run after you just walk the other way

For they're mostly like the Pride of Petravore
