| Gráda - Swallow | |
| She's like a swallow that flies so high | |
| Like a river that never runs dry | |
| She's like the sunshine on the Lee shore | |
| She loves her love, and the love is no more | |
| Out in the meadow this fair maid did go | |
| Picking the lovely primrose | |
| The more she plucked and the more she pulled | |
| Until she's got her apron full | |
| She climbed on yonder hill above | |
| To give a rose unto her love | |
| She gave him one, she gave him three | |
| She gave her heart for company | |
| And as they sat on yonder hill | |
| His heart grew hard, so harder still | |
| He has two hearts instead of one | |
| She says, "Young man, what have you done?" | |
| How foolish, foolish you must be | |
| To think I loved no one but thee | |
| The world's not made for one alone | |
| I take delight in everyone |
| Gra da Swallow | |
| She' s like a swallow that flies so high | |
| Like a river that never runs dry | |
| She' s like the sunshine on the Lee shore | |
| She loves her love, and the love is no more | |
| Out in the meadow this fair maid did go | |
| Picking the lovely primrose | |
| The more she plucked and the more she pulled | |
| Until she' s got her apron full | |
| She climbed on yonder hill above | |
| To give a rose unto her love | |
| She gave him one, she gave him three | |
| She gave her heart for company | |
| And as they sat on yonder hill | |
| His heart grew hard, so harder still | |
| He has two hearts instead of one | |
| She says, " Young man, what have you done?" | |
| How foolish, foolish you must be | |
| To think I loved no one but thee | |
| The world' s not made for one alone | |
| I take delight in everyone |
| Grá da Swallow | |
| She' s like a swallow that flies so high | |
| Like a river that never runs dry | |
| She' s like the sunshine on the Lee shore | |
| She loves her love, and the love is no more | |
| Out in the meadow this fair maid did go | |
| Picking the lovely primrose | |
| The more she plucked and the more she pulled | |
| Until she' s got her apron full | |
| She climbed on yonder hill above | |
| To give a rose unto her love | |
| She gave him one, she gave him three | |
| She gave her heart for company | |
| And as they sat on yonder hill | |
| His heart grew hard, so harder still | |
| He has two hearts instead of one | |
| She says, " Young man, what have you done?" | |
| How foolish, foolish you must be | |
| To think I loved no one but thee | |
| The world' s not made for one alone | |
| I take delight in everyone |