If you be the lass of Aughrim
As I'm taking you mean to be
Tell me the first token
that passed between you and me
Oh don't you remember
that night on yon lean hill
When we both met together
which I'm sorry now to tell
The rain falls on my heavy locks
and the dew wets my skin
My baby lies cold within my arms
But none will let me in
My baby lies cold within my arms
But none will let me in