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1. Local Songs - Tottenham's Fair (ar lean)

   

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   (ar lean ón leathanach roimhe)

   Your tenants are pining you strip them so bare
   Poor souls they may envy the boys of Glenfarne
   In sweet Kiltyclogher great Tottenham's Fair.

   In the midst of wild mountains a city he's forming
   Where hundreds of pounds he is spending each day
   There's houses of worship for every persuasion
   Where all kinds of tradesmen are daily on pay
   A Chapel's erecting with dignified steeple
   That's sixty feet high from the base to the square
   Proclaim it yourselves he's the man of the people
   That's spending his thousands upon your new fair.

   The harp of old Erin's revived in Glenfarne
   And music most charming is there to be found
   The sweet humming bagpipes + fiddle so sprightly
   While dancers trip lightly in circles around.
   There's elegant females with numberless charms
   By cupid's well armed their swains to ensnare
   And she who elopes in her lovers fond arms
   Gets five pounds reward in Tottenham's Fair.

   The tents they are crowding with friendly carousing
   The heaters are straining to start for the prize
   The hills decorated with youthful spectators
   And sweet comely maidens to heighten their joys

   (leanann ar an chéad leathanach eile)

   

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