An Buachaillin Donn

A traditional Irish song written down in 1903. Lyrics below, but first -
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My true love he dwells on the mountain
Like a war eagle fearless and free
By the side of a low tuning fountain
That wanders through wild Annalae
His soul has more valour and honour
Than a king with his palace and crown
For the blood of the race of O’Connor
Fills the veins of my ‘Buachaillín Donn’
Soft ‘Céad Míle Fáilte’I’ll give him
Every Sunday when he comes to me
And sure what can I do but believe him
When he whispers ‘A Cuisle Mo Chroí’
For his look is so truthful and tender
From his bright roving eyes of dark brown
That I’m sure any lady of splendour
Could be coaxed by my ‘Buachaillín Donn’
My father has riches in plenty
And suitors for me in his eye
Ah but let my age come to twenty
And it’s I’ll give them all the good bye
I long for a home on the mountain
Far away from the dust of the town
With the music of a low tuning fountain
And the love of my ‘Buachaillín Donn’