Wheel of Fortune or Dublin City As I was a-walking through Dublin City About the hour of twelve at night It was there I saw a fair, pretty maiden Washing her feet by candle light First she washed them and then she dried them And around her shoulder she pegged the towel And in all my life I ne'er did see Such a fine lass in all the world She had twenty, eighteen, sixteen, fourteen Twelve, ten , eight, six, four, two, none Nineteen, seventeen, fifteen, thirteen Eleven, nine, seven, five, three, and one Round and round the wheel of fortune Where it stops wearies me Fair maids they are so deceiving Sad experience teaches me Oh, but tides do be running the whole world over Why, tis only last June month, I mind that we Were thinking the call in the breast of the lover So everlasting as the sea But there's the same little fishes that swims and spin And the same old moon on the cold wet sand And I no more to she, nor she to me Than the cool wind passing over my hand this chorus sometimes used with VANDYVAN and VANDY3 sung by Gordon Bok SOF
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