wolfe tones - for ireland i'd not tell her name lyrics
last[d] eve as i[g] wandered quiet[d] near,
to the border’s of[g] my little[a] farm,
a[g] beautifull maiden ap[d]peared,
whoes lovelyness[g] caused my heart’s[d] harm,
by her daring and[g] love smitten sour,
and the[d] words from her[a] sweet lips that came,
tod] meet her i[g] raced the field[d] o’re,
but for ireland i’d[g] not tell her[d] name.
[2]
if this[d] beauty but my[g] words would[d] heed
the words that i[g] speak would be[a] true,
i’d[g] help her in every[d] need,
and indeed all her[g] work i would[d] do,
to[d] win one fond[g] kiss from my love,
i’d[d] read her ro[a]mances of fame,
her[d] champion i[g] daily would[d] prove,
but for ireland i’d[g] not tell her[d] name.
[3]
there’s a beautiful stately young maid,
at the nearing of my little farm,
she’s welcoming kind unafraid,
her smile is both childlike and warm,
her gold hair in m-sses that grows
like amber and sheen is that same,
and the bloom in her cheeks like the rose,
but for ireland i’d not tell her name.
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