The Ould Country-Woman's Wish

by

McKenna Byrne

Don't mo-bhrone or ochone when I die;
Don't spill ee'r a tear from your eye;
Shove me under a sod
And lave me to God
With nary a hue nor a cry.

Yiz may all gather 'round when I'm gone;
Pray a bead or sing an ould song;
Have a whiskey or two
While I'm waiting for you -
Sure, I won't have to wait very long.

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