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 |