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Green Glens Of Antrim - Carmel Quinn
Far across yonder blue
Lies a true paradise
With the sea rippling over
The shingle and spice
Where the gay honeysuckle
Is luring the bee
And the green glens of Antrim
Are calling to me
If only
How the light of the moon
Turns a blue Irish bay
To a silver lagoon
You'd imagine the picture
Of heaven it could be
Where the green glens of Antrim
Are welcoming to me
