Biddy Mulligan

	  		  
 
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You may travel from Clare to the County Kildare, 
     D                       A 
From Dublin right down to Macroom, 
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But where would you see a fine widow like me, 
      D            A            D 
Biddy Mulligan the pride of the Coombe me boys 
      D            A            D 
Biddy Mulligan the pride of the Coombe 



verse 1: 
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I’m a buxom fine widow that lives in a spot, 
   D                         A 
In Dublin its known as ''The Coombe'' 
   D                          A 
Me shop and my stall are laid out in the street 
       D         A            D 
And me palace consists of one room 

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verse 2: 
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By Patrick's street corner for 35 years 
  D                           A 
I stood by me stall that's no lie 
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And while I stood there, there's no one would dare 
       D             A           D 
To say black was the white of me eye 

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verse 3: 
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I sell apples, oranges, nuts and split peas, 
D                           A 
Bulls eyes and sugar sticks sweet, 
   D                     A 
On Saturday night I sell second hand clothes 
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From me stall on the floor of the street, 

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verse 4: 
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Now I have a son Mick who plays on the pipe, 
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He belongs to the Longford street band 
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It would do your heart good to see them march out 
     D         A          D 
On a Sunday to Sandymount Strand 

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