A woman I met in Donegal
intrigued me with her spirit.
Music: The Old Rambler

Ode to a Donegal Woman

She brushed against me lightly as she passed by
Her smile lit up like the sunshine from the sky
I mentioned to her - did she think there was the slightest chance
That she'd go with me to the Lennon Festival Dance
She said some things but my heart heard only "maybe"
You can't believe how sweet that word was for me
Now I am old and gray
But I'll remember that day
After the dance she agreed to be my bride
A moment to remember with fondness and pride

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