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The English Market (Christmas Angel Song)
by John Spillane
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Oh we played a tune on the Shandon Bells, The Isle of Innisfree
Then we rambled down through old Cork town, and crossed the River Lee
The Christmas lights were all sparkling as we sauntered down the quay
Into the English Market and into eternity
Mo mhúirnín óg, won't you come home to me
'Tis by the English Market gates I'll be
In the English market I was born, one cold and frosty day
As they wrapped me up in a cabbage leaf, I could hear the angels say
Oh you will know sorrow, oh small Cork boy, but you'll know joy as well
Only make your choices wisely, between heaven, between hell
Mo mhúirnín óg won't you come home to me
'Tis by the English Market gates I'll be
I hear the Angel Voices telling me to be strong
Here in this English Market Christmas Angel Song
Then my mother gently dipped me in the fountain of pure love
With her tender heart she missed one part where she held me from above
Oh and I have wandered fruitlessly through many a desert plain
But before my song is ended I'll be coming home again
Mo mhúirnín óg, won't you come home to me
'Tis by the English Market gates I'll be
And if ever I go back to Cork, I'm gonna go there in the spring
When the leaves are green along the Mall, and the small Cork sparrows sing
Oh or I might go there in Autumn time when the leaves begin to fall
And the Flag of Freedom proudly flies above the City Hall
Or when Christmas lights are sparkling as we saunter down the quay
Into the English Market and into eternity
Mo mhúirnín óg, won't you come home to me
'Tis by the English Market gates I'll be
I hear the Angel Voices telling me to be strong
Here in this English Market Christmas Angel Song
Oh we played a tune on the Shandon Bells, The Isle of Innisfree
Then we rambled down through old Cork town, and crossed the River Lee
The Christmas lights were all sparkling as we sauntered down the quay
Into the English Market and into eternity
Mo mhúirnín óg, won't you come home to me
'Tis by the English Market gates I'll be
In the English market I was born, one cold and frosty day
As they wrapped me up in a cabbage leaf, I could hear the angels say
Oh you will know sorrow, oh small Cork boy, but you'll know joy as well
Only make your choices wisely, between heaven, between hell
Mo mhúirnín óg won't you come home to me
'Tis by the English Market gates I'll be
I hear the Angel Voices telling me to be strong
Here in this English Market Christmas Angel Song
Then my mother gently dipped me in the fountain of pure love
With her tender heart she missed one part where she held me from above
Oh and I have wandered fruitlessly through many a desert plain
But before my song is ended I'll be coming home again
Mo mhúirnín óg, won't you come home to me
'Tis by the English Market gates I'll be
And if ever I go back to Cork, I'm gonna go there in the spring
When the leaves are green along the Mall, and the small Cork sparrows sing
Oh or I might go there in Autumn time when the leaves begin to fall
And the Flag of Freedom proudly flies above the City Hall
Or when Christmas lights are sparkling as we saunter down the quay
Into the English Market and into eternity
Mo mhúirnín óg, won't you come home to me
'Tis by the English Market gates I'll be
I hear the Angel Voices telling me to be strong
Here in this English Market Christmas Angel Song
