'Where am I from?'
From the green hills of Erin,
'Have I no Song then?'
My songs are all sung.
'What of my love?'
'Tis alone I am farin'
Old grows my heart,
An' my voice yet is young.
'If she was tall?'
Like a king's own daughter.
'If she was fair?'
Like a mornin' o' May.
When she'd come laughin'
'Twas the runnin' wather
When she'd come blushin'
'Twas the break o' day.
'Where did she dwell?'
Where one'st I had my dwellin'.
'Who loved her best?'
There no one now will know.
'Where is she gone?'
Och why would I be tellin'
Where she is gone
There I can never go.