I know my love by his way of walking
And I know my love by his way of talking
And I know my love dressed in a suit of blue
And if my love leaves me, what will I do?
And still she cried, I love him the best,
And a troubled mind, sure can know no rest
And still she cried, bonny boys are few,
And if my love leaves me, what will I do?
There is a dance house in maradyke
And there my true love goes every night
He takes a strange girl upon his knee
Well now don’t you think that that vexes me?
And still she cried, I love him the best,
And a troubled mind, sure can know no rest
And still she cried, bonny boys are few,
And if my love leaves me, what will I do?
If my love knew I can wash and wring
If my love knew I can sew and spin
I’d make a coat of the finest kind
But the want of money sure leaves me behind
And still she cried, I love him the best,
And a troubled mind, sure can know no rest
And still she cried, bonny boys are few,
And if my love leaves me, what will I do?
I know my love is an arrant rover
I know he’ll wander the wild world over
In dear old ireland he’ll no longer tarry
An american girl he’s sure to marry
And still she cried, I love him the best,
And a troubled mind, sure can know no rest
And still she cried, bonny boys are few,
And if my love leaves me, what will I do?
And still she cried, I love him the best,
And a troubled mind, sure can know no rest
And still she cried, bonny boys are few,
And if my love leaves me, what will I do?
What will I do?