Paddy Reilly - Flower of sweet strabane

If ^BmI were King of ^AIreland's Isle and had all things at my ^Bmwill I'd roam for recre^Aation and I'd seek for comfort ^Bmstill The comfort I would ^Aask for, so that you may under^Bmstand Is to win the heart of ^AMartha, the Flower of Sweet Stra^Bmbane

Her ^Bmcheeks they are a ^Aruby red, her hair a lovely ^Bmbrown And o'er her milk white ^Ashoulders it carelessly hangs ^Bmdown She is the fairest ^Acreature and the pride of all her ^Bmclan And my heart is capti^Avated by the flower of Sweet Stra^Bmbane

Well ^BmI've been in the ^APhoenix Park and in Killarney ^Bmfair The lovely glens of ^AAntrim and the winding banks of ^BmClare In all my earthly ^Atravels I never yet met ^Bmone That could compare, I do de^Aclare, with the Flower of Sweet Stra^Bmbane

But ^Bmsince I cannot ^Again her love, no joy there is for ^Bmme And I must seek for^Agetfulness in lands across the ^Bmsea Unless she cares to ^Afollow me, I swear by my right ^Bmhand McKenna's face you'll ^Ane'er more see, my Flower of Sweet Stra^Bmbane

So its ^Bmfarewell to sweet ^ADerry Quay, New Mills and Water^Bmside I'll sail out o'er the ^Aocean, whatever may be^Bmtide I'll sail away from ^ADerry Quay out by the Isle of ^BmMan And I'll bid farewell to ^AMartha, the Flower of Sweet Stra^Bmbane