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Met a girl in Leningrad, she wasn't bad and I might add I found it such a pleasure to be near her Just to hear her call my name She was so fair and she wore Irish linen in her hair She lived in the valley wide, a country ride from my side I spent most of my time thinking of her How I loved her, such a shame I'm not there to touch the Irish linen in her hair Irish linen, memories not bad Green and red make me sad Irish linen, I would be so glad, green and red I could have had her for my own |