I WISH I WAS IN ENGLAND
Oh I wish I was in England, in France or even in Spain
Or wherever dwells my own true love, to hold him near again
Wherever dwells my own true love to hold him near again
Oh long time I had been roaming, in country and in town
But never in my wanderings met, a maid with such renown
No never in my wanderings met, a maid with such renown
Until I met my true love on the shores of Knocknashee
His brown hair in the howling wind, a-blowing wild and free
His brown hair in the howling wind, a-blowing wild and free
Oh my true love he did promise me some land with rambling kine
And on his ample pasture land to build a mansion fine
And on his ample pasture land to build a mansion fine
But then my love he left me, and he wandered far away
And I've been searching for my love for many's the night and day
Yes I've been searching for my love for many's the night and day
Oh I wish that I was in England, or wherever he may be
That I could go and call my love, and together we would be
That I could go and call my love and together we would be
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I Wish I was in England
Christy Moore
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