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