Blarney Roses

Blarney Roses Can anybody tell me where the Blarney Roses grow It might be down in Limerick town, it might be in Mayo It's somewhere in the Emerald Isle and this I want to know Can anybody tell me where the Blarney Roses grow T' was over in old Ireland, near the town of Cushendall One morn' I met a damsel there, the fairest of them all T' was with my young affections and my money she did go She told me she belonged to where the Blarney Roses grow Her cheeks were like red roses and her hair a raven hue Before that she bad done with me, she had me raving too She sorely left me stranded, not a coin she left, you know Did the damsel that belonged to where the Blarney Roses grow There's roses in Killarney and there's some in County Clare But upon my word, the roses, lads, I can't find anywhere She blarneyed me for by the power, she left me broke, you know Did the damsel that belonged to where the Blarney Roses grow A-chusla gra mo chroi young man, she murmered soft to me If you belong to Ireland, it's yourself belongs to me Her Donegal come-all-ye-brogue, it captured me you know Bad luck to her and bugger the place where the Blarney Roses grow --- Blarney Roses - Fiddler's Green