One two three four
five six seven
I know my love by
his way of walking
and I know my love
by his way of talking
And I know my love
dressed in a
suit of blue
And if my love
leaves me
what will I do?
And still she cried
I love him the best
And a troubled mind
sure can know no rest
And still she cried
bonny boys are few
And if my love
leaves me what
will I do?
There is a dance
house in Maradyea
and there my true love
goes every night
He takes a strange
girl upon his knee
Well now don't
you think that
that vexes me?
And still she cried
I love him the best
And a troubled mind
sure can know no rest
And still she cried
bonny boys are few
And if my love
leaves me what
will I do?
If my love knew I
could wash and mend
If my love knew
I could sew and spin
I'd make a coat
of the finest kind
But the want of money
sure leaves me behind
And still she cried
I love him the best
And a troubled mind
sure can know no rest
And still she cried
bonny boys are few
And if my love
leaves me what
will I do?
I know my love is
an arrant rover
I know he'll wander
the wide world over.
In dear old Ireland
he'll no longer tarry
An American girl
he's sure to marry
And still she cried
I love him the best
And a troubled mind
sure can know no rest
And still she cried
bonny boys are few
And if my love
leaves me what
will I do?
And still she cried
I love him the best
And a troubled mind
sure can know no rest
And still she cried
bonny boys are few
And if my love
leaves me what
will I do?
What will I do?