At Oranmore in the County Galway, One pleasant evening in the month of May, I spied a damsel, she was young and handsome Her beauty fairly took my breath away. Chorus: She wore no j**els, nor costly diamonds, No paint or powder, no, none at all. But she wore a bonnet with a ribbon on it And round her shoulder was a Galway Shawl. We kept on walking, she kept on talking, 'Till her father's cottage came into view. Says she, "Come in, sir, and meet my father, And for to please him play The Foggy Dew." I played The Blackbird and The Stack of Barley Rodney's Glory and The Foggy Dew She sang each note like an Irish linnet. And the tears stood in her eyes of blue. (Repeat Chorus) 'Twas early, early, all in the morning, I hit the road for old Donegal. She said goodbye, sir, she smiled and kissed me, And my heart remained with the Galway shawl. (Repeat chorus) And round her shoulder was the Galway shawl...