I fell asleep down by the stream,
And there I had the strangest dream;
And down by Brennan's Glenn there grows,
A briar and a rose.
There's a tree in the forest,
But I don't know where;
I built a nest out of your hair,
And climbing up into the air,
A briar and a rose.
I don't know how long it has been,
But I was born in Brennan's Glenn;
And near the end of
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