From the album Live Fire

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Traditional Irish
Arrangement: Roger Drawdy, Robert Pinkerton

Lyrics

If your man was passing by
You’d give him a drink if he was dry
At the well below the valley-o

CHORUS
Green grows the lily-o
Right among the bushes-o

My cup is full up to the brim
If I was to stoop I might full in
At the well below the valley-o

CHORUS

She swore b’y grass she swore b’y corn
That her true love had never been born
At the well below the valley-o

CHORUS

Says I to her you’re swearing wrong
Six fine children you’ve had born
At the well below the valley-o

CHORUS

If you be a man of noble fame
You’ll tell to me the fathers of them
At the well below the valley-o

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There’s one of them by your father, Tom
At the well below the valley-o
There’s two of them by your uncle, Don
At the well below the valley-o
There’s three of them by your brother, Jim
At the well below the valley-o

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If you be a man of high esteem
You’d tell me what did happen to them
At the well below the valley-o

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There’s two of them buried beside the tree
At the well below the valley-o
One of them buried beside the church
At the well below the valley-o
Three of them buried beside the wall
At the well below the valley-o

CHORUS