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 OWN-adown-derry,
 * Sweet Annie Maroon,

Gathering daisies
 * In the meadows of Doone,

Hears a shrill piping,
 * Elflike and free,

Wliere the waters go brawling
 * In rills to the sea;
 * Singing down-adown-derry.

Down-adown-derry,
 * Sweet Annie Maroon,

Through the green grasses
 * Peeps softly; and soon

Spies under green willows
 * A fairy whose song

Like the smallest of bubbles
 * Floats bobbing along;
 * Singing down-adown-derry.

Down-adown-derry,
 * Her cheeks were like wine,

Her eyes in her wee face
 * Like water-sparks shine,