Music and lyrics by Richie Kavanagh
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The girl that I love is now feeble an’ grey.
But she’s still the girl of my wedding day.
Her voice is so gentle, her ways are so kind.
I’m glad now that she is still mine.
Fifty years loving an’ fifty years gone.
Fifty years sharing with the same old loved one.
Laughing dancing an’ hearing you sing.
Such joy an’ contentment to my life you do bring.
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The girl that I love is now feeble an’ grey.
But she’s still he girl of my wedding day.
Her voice is so gentle, her ways are so kind.
I’m glad now that she is still mine.
The first time I saw her at my Grannies wake.
She was there in the parlour, she was cuttin’ the cake.
I thought she was gorgeous but she nare noticed me.
Til’ I slipped on the mat an’ I spilt all me tea.
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The girl that I love is now feeble an’ grey.
But she’s still he girl of my wedding day.
Her voice is so gentle, her ways are so kind.
I’m glad now that she is still mine.
Soon we were married in the church at Drumphea.
I remember it well t’was a grand summers day.
We all were so happy the sun shone so bright.
The colecans kept us awake half the night.
Chorus
The girl that I love is now feeble an’ grey.
But she’s still the girl of my wedding day.
Her voice is so gentle, her ways are so kind.
I’m glad now that she is still mine.
I’m glad now that she is still mine.