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Airly Beacon, Airly Beacon; / Oh the pleasant sight to see / Shires and towns from Airly Beacon, / While my love climbed up to me!
Airly Beacon, Airly Beacon; / Oh the happy hours we lay / Deep in fern on Airly Beacon, / Courting through the summer's day!
Airly Beacon, Airly Beacon; / Oh the weary haunt for me, / All alone on Airly Beacon, / With his baby on my knee!
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