The Holy Ground

Traditional Irish Folk Song
Performed by The High Kings

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Fare thee well, my lovely Dinah, a thousand times adieu
We’re going away from the Holy Ground and the girls we all love true
We will sail the salt seas over and we’ll return for shore
To see again the girls we love and the Holy Ground once more
Fine girl you are!
You’re the girl I do adore
And still I live in hopes to see the Holy Ground once more
Fine girl you are!

And now the storm is raging and we are far from shore
And the good old ship is tossing about and the rigging is all tore
And the secrets of my mind, my love, you’re the girl I do adore
And still I live in hopes to see the Holy Ground once more
Fine girl you are!
You’re the girl I do adore
And still I live in hopes to see the Holy Ground once more
Fine girl you are!

And now the storm is over and we are safe and well
We will go into a public house and we’ll sit and drink like hell
We will drink strong ale and porter and we’ll make the rafters roar
And when our money is all spent, we’ll go to sea once more
Fine girl you are!
You’re the girl I do adore,
And still I live in hopes to see the Holy Ground once more
Fine girl you are!