The Flower of Kilkenny

Julia Crawford - (1800-1885)

I once loved a flower in Kilkenny,
And a beautiful creature was she;
I loved her far better than any,
And I know that young darling loved me.

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She's the beautiful flower of Kilkenny,
Shall I gaze on her fair face no more?
I roamed through the world and seen many,
But there's none like my Eileen Astore.

I remember the first time I met her,
And I thought that her hand I'd pursue;
And no man could have felt any better,
When she swore she would always be true.

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She's the beautiful flower of Kilkenny,
Shall I gaze on her fair face no more?
I roamed through the world and seen many,
But there's none like my Eileen Astore.

When I left her they gave me a token,
And that was an outburst of tears;
And the words that were generally spoken,
They remain in my memory for years.

Chorus

She's the beautiful flower of Kilkenny,
Shall I gaze on her fair face no more?
I roamed through the world and seen many,
But there's none like my Eileen Astore.

Oh, this was the last of the tokens,
That she gave with a fond loving will;
And the words that were generally spoken,
They remain in my memory still.

Chorus

She's the beautiful flower of Kilkenny,
Shall I gaze on her fair face no more?
I roamed through the world and seen many,
But there's none like my Eileen Astore.