Pride of Petrovar (words by Percy French; music - traditional) Well Eileen Orr, O that's me darlin's name is O'er the Barony her features they were famous If we loved her, well who is there to blame us, For wasn't she the Pride of Petrovar? But her beauty was like to make you shy, Not a livin' boy could look her in the eye. Boys O boys! now there's the reason why we're in love with the Pride of Petrovar. cho: Eileen Orr, me heart is turning gray Ever since the day you wandered far away. Eileen Orr, There's more fish in the sea, But there's none just like the Pride of Petrovar. Well it's Friday at the fair at Ballintubber, Eileen met McGraw the old horse trader I'd like to put me hands upon the robber, For he stole away the Pride of Petrovar Well he never seemed to see her standing there at all Even when she ogled him from underneath her shawl He was big and masterful and she was looking small Most provokin' to the Pride of Petrovar So it is and it was in the beginning Eileen's heart was set upon the winning To see McGraw contentedly a grinning To be courted by the Pride of Petrovar Says he, 'I know a girl that could knock you into fits' At that our Eileen nearly lost her wits. The outcome of the whole thing is that now the robber sits With his arm around the Pride of Petrovar. Well, argh me boys, with fate 'tis hard to grapple Of all those girls well our Eileen was the apple; And now to see McGraw walking toward the chapel Arm and arm with the Pride of Petrovar. Well all I have is just one thing to say; If you go a courtin' then look the other way, If you want them to come after you, just look the other way, For they're mostly like the Pride of Petrovar. RR OCT98
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