As i roved out on a bright may morning
To view the meadows and flowers gay
Whom should i spy but my own true lover
As she sat under yon willow tree

I took off my hat and i did salute her
I did salute her most courageously
When she turned around well the tears fell from

In baneasa's green forest out under the trees
We'd lie on our backs we'd live at our ease
We'd wake in the morning at the first shafts of day
And watch the shy deer as they scampered away

We'd rise from our warm beds as the sun it got higher
And cook up our breakfast on a s

Me hat is frozen to me head,
Me body is like a lump o'lead,
Me shoes have frozen to me feet
From standing at your window.

Let me come in the soldier cried,
Cold blow and the rainy night,
Let me come in the soldier cried,
I'll never come back again - oh.

Me fat

Lift MacCahir Og your
face brooding o'er the
old disgrace
That black FitzWillian
stormed your place,
drove you to the Fern

Grey said victory was
sure soon the firebrand
he'd secure;
Until he met at
Gleanmalure with Feach
MacHugh O'Byrne

Curse a

It bein' on a monday morning, it bein' our pay day
We met Sergeant Jenkins at our goin' away
He says to Pat Reilly "You are a handsome young man
Will you come to John Kelly's where we will set a dram"

And while we sat there boozin' and drinkin' our dram
He says to Pat Reill

I met my girl at Woolwich Pier
Beneath the big cranes standing
And oh, the love I felt for her
It passed all understanding

Took her sailing on the river
Flow sweet river, flow
London town was mine to give her
Sweet Thames flow softly

Made the Thames into a cro

A blacksmith courted me,
Nine months and better.
He fairly won my heart,
Wrote me a letter.
With his hammer in his hand,
He looked quite clever.
And if I was with my love,
I'd live for ever.

But where is my love gone,
With his cheeks like roses?
And his

Once I was a waitin' man that lived at home at ease.
Now I am a mariner that ploughs the angry seas.
I always loved seafarin' life, I bid my love adieu
I shipped as steward and cook, me boys, on board the Kangaroo.

Oh I never thought she would prove false or either prove untrue

It's of a jolly beggarman came tripping o'er the plain
He came unto a farmer's door a lodging for to gain
The farmer's daughter she came down and viewed him cheek and chin
She says, He is a handsome man. I pray you take him in

We'll go no more a roving, a roving in the night

T'was on one bright March morning I bid New Orleans adieu
And I took the rode to Jackson town, me fortune to renew
I cursed all foreign money, no credit could I gain
Which filled me heart with longin' for the Lakes of Pontchartain.

I stepped on board of a railroad car beneath t

A gentleman was passing by
He asked for a drink as he got dry
At the well below below the valley o
Green grows the lily o
Right among the bushes o

Me cup is full up to the brim
If I were to stoop I might fall in
At the well below the valley o
Green grows the lil