Shirley Levine Songtext
von Ray Jessel

There′s a Donegal girl has my heart on a whirl
Sure and all she's a darling, Colleen
Far fair as she be than the rose of Tralee
There′s none like my Shirley Levine

From Dublin to Derry to Cork and to Kerry
No fairer Colleen has been seen
A faith in Begorrah, when she dances, the horror
There's none like my Shirley Levine


There's many a miss give you many a kiss
And it′s tura my ura my ay
And there′s none like my girl, just one kiss from my Shirl'
Forget Tura my ura, it′s oi vey, oi vey

Oh I've raised my supporter to toast my Levine′s daughter
In pub, in snug and shavine
I drink to her honour, each days' a shashonna
When I′m with my Shirley Levine

Ach, no other maid'll be spinnin' my dreidel
No none like my Shirley Levine